iamonlyjanus asked:
Nobody deserves what happened to you. I don't know you at all, but from one human to another I don't want anything to happen to you. You can be strong just never give in and never lose the sanity that keeps you at peace.

A strangers kind and encouraging words is the most sincerest to me. Thank you, just thank you


Anonymous asked:
wth? Why did you get punched?

Keep scrollin man, it’s all written…
Bruised, Black eye and broken collar bone :/


Anonymous asked:
What's with the eye patch?

My eye was ruptured when I got punched. I have to wear it when I sleep to prevent myself from touching and itching it


Faith and hope in God, what does that even mean to me? Is there really a God? Or was he instilled in our thoughts and minds to prevent society from going crazy? Quotes and sayings, which one affects you? They all contradict each other. You read such inspirational quotes that tell you, “Fight for what you believe in! Never give up!” And then you read or hear things that tell you, “Don’t dwell on the past, move on move forward!” So, are we fighting and holding strong or moving on and hoping and wishing and praying to a god that we don’t know exists? How does anyone begin to survive after such traumatic life experiences? I’ve always strongly believed that things happen for a reason. We complain that traffic is too slow, we get stopped at every fucking red light, but maybe had we passed the green and traffic was flowing fate would have brought us to get into a life changing accident. I question everything I do and say now, it’s driving me mentally insane. Why is my life the way it is? Well, for reasons unknown. Who do I pray to? Which quotes will give me hope? What does it mean to believe? I don’t know. I have no hope, faiths or beliefs anymore ever since I’ve lost someone who has instilled all of those things in me and then took it all away with unfaithful reasons and hidden truth. Everything happens for a fucking reason, but what’s reason with no truth behind it all? What’s life with no meaning in the things that happen to you? Why have I survived my attempt at death, twice. Who decides wether I live or die and explain to me your fucking reasons.

Anonymous asked:
Love me

Love you


Convincing apologies

As I laid in the floor bloodied, broken and bruised, you made me say I was sorry. You clenched my neck with death in your eyes then kept stomping on my chest until I did. I said it, I cried it, I yelled it, but it wasn’t directed to you. I cried and apologised to my Jeffrey James.

loveinlasvegas asked:
HEY, you listen to me! whoever did that is some messed up kind of guy. I don't understand why you always have to get the short end of the stick when it comes to men. You're such an amazing man and it kills me to see that you're constantly being hurt. You don't need a man. Yes, you need a distraction, but you don't need no man! Please, talk to me if you need to vent. I don't know ho much help I can offer but you know I really do have you in my mind. take care Don...

You’re the best guy ever! Thanks for your love and constant support, Ray. Thank you!!!


The one thing I am proudest of my whole life is that you were happy with me. If I couldn’t tell you that I wasn’t happy sometimes it’s because I didn’t want to risk hurting the one person I treasured most. I’m so sorry.
Don James
Anonymous asked:
Omg... Are you okay? I'm so sorry something like that happened to you. I hope you're okay. Anon sending love your way.

Thank you. I’m fine, just shocked and in disbelief. Bruised but not broken


There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but a crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know and even the people you don’t want to know, a crying that cannot be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face.
Lemony Snicket, The End (via durianseeds)

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If you’ve been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing was ever going to happen again.
C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe  (via natashakills)

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