Female , 13-15

hello! i'm maddy, an aspiring graphic designer with a knack for rambling. i love to read, write, take pictures, and blog on tumblr. i've survived a lot of things that i am finally ready to open up about. feel free to add me as a friend, i'd love to get to know you lovely people! xo

Last Seen Mar 12, 2013
Member Since Jun 23, 2012
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  • a little English
Horoscope Virgo
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Books Elsewhere - Gabrielle Zevin, Speak - Laurie Halse Anderson, Impulse - Ellen Hopkins, Get Well Soon - Julie Halpern
Music Nirvana, Iron Maiden, Pink Floyd, All Time Low, Sleeping With Sirens, Mayday Parade
Movies Beetlejuice, Harry Potter, My Girl
Local Time May 24th, 11:35 PM

I Am a Suicide Survivor

It Was Real All Along I had always thought the world would be better off without me. Cliché, I know. Each and every day, I woke up more convinced that this was true. And eventually, I believed it. I lived half a life... [more]
  • I Am In a Long Distance Relationship

    Long Distance Hurts I wanted to be the girl that could stand at the airport, bags at hand, waiting for you to arrive. I wanted to be the girl that could throw her baggage to the ground and fly right into your arms. I wa… [more]
  • Venting Confessions

    I'm fourteen years old with the mind of a fourty year old.
    Sometimes I think I'm going to drive myself crazy.  I constantly am stepping outside of our society to analyze how someone not in our society would react looking into our American culture.  I launch my brain way into the past and question things that people have never even dreamed of questioning as a fourteen year old.  I drown in my weird ways of thinking, and I isolate myself constantly.  Being an introvert while constantly thinking "deeply" is not a good mix.  I can't even explain it, but it's either absolutely wonderful or downright awful. … [more]
  • Venting Confessions

    I love skateboarding
    But since I'm a girl, of course I get made fun of. Sexist pigs. … [more]
  • Friends Confessions

    I grew up thinking best friends were supposed to be mean.
    My "best friend" treated my like crap my WHOLE life.  I actually would have to leave her house early so she couldn't see me cry.  I had to go into therapy.  Her words were like knives going into my skin, and eventually, that's exactly what I did.  I believed that I wasn't good enough because she told me I wasn't.  She called me ugly, horrible, she even told me I should get my hair cut like hers because I looked 'stupid'. I grew up around her abuse, thinking that best friends were the equivalent of bullies.  I was surprised when I saw best friends who painted each others' nails and braided each others' hair.  Finally, I was able to drift away from my "friend", which was harder than everyone m… [more]