September is suicide prevention month and despite how lovely these tweets are, when I was suicidal all I wanted was a friend to really ask if I was ok. Not a number. Not a deep quote. A FRIEND. Check in on ur mates and don’t take “Im ok” for an answer. Invite them. Be kind 🤍
If you’re going to sleep tonight with a heavy head, a hurtful heart, sad eyes and a busy mind.. surrender it. Let go. Focus on waking up and becoming that bit more mentally lighter. Let go of what you can not control. Your energy can be used for better things. Sending love.
I could never EVER entertain a lad who had a child he doesn’t see 😭🥴 if he can’t stay loyal to his own flesh and blood .. to a child he lay down and made .. a human who’s HALF him, then what’s ur fucking chances 🤣 bye
This was actually so shocking, I’m not surprised it was ranked #1 in the most Ofcom complaints of the decade lol.
The sociopathic look in her eyes as she attempted to ruin that man’s life whew
What is it with folk pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing n pushing you then when you snap YOUR the bad guy, cba
Remember how excited you would get as a teenager to go over to your boyfriends house on a Friday night, maybe he’d even let you wear a pair of his trackies, the buzz was real, now I argue with my boyfriend over leaving the wet towels on the floor and why he doesn’t eat veg