Thank You. Thank you. Firstly I'd like to say thank you to my parents. Thank you for teaching me that it is okay to be different. Thank you for teaching and giving me your traits such as kindness, strength, love and compassion. Thank you for never giving up on me when I'd already given up on myself. Thank you for just being you because you are the greatest man and woman I will ever know and I love you unconditionally. Sisters, thank you for being my best friends since the beginning. Thank you for never judging me or ever doubting me. Thank you for maturing me in a way I could never do myself, thank you for our amazing childhoods we created together, even if we did fight for a lot of it. Thank you for the little things that we have done, be it singing, arguing or something as simple as laughing. I love you all unconditionally. Best friends, to my ladies, thank you for our chats late at night or first thing in the morning. Thank you for our endless amount of laughter so much so some of us needed inhalers, thank you for our nights of drinking and take aways and just downright sillyness. Thank you for not being bothered when I turn up at your house looking like someone who just sold their nan for a fag. To my guys, thank you for stopping me from getting into fights when I can't even say my own name let alone throw a punch. Thank you for letting me shout and scream at some of you. And for the fashion advice. I love you all unconditionally. Thank you to my amazing boyfriend for coping with me. I know I'm not easy most of the time. Thank you for loving me no matter what I do or how I am. Thank you for loving me when I can't even love myself. Thank you for all you do in my day to day #life. Thank you for everything. I love you unconditionally. To the rest of my family and friends thank you for being part of my #life. For all you do, and have done for me. I love you all unconditionally.

Hope. I hope one day, somewhere in the near future we're strong enough to sit in eachothers comapny and look back on the times we had together and smile. I hope we can sit, a cup of coffee or maybe tea in our hands and talk as we did when we where that bit younger, oh how I hope we can laugh, we always laughed. We laughed so much in our time togeher. Theres no doubt about it I miss you. I always will miss you. I hope, or I'd like to hope you miss me too. You where a big part of my #life, you fixed me up from the wreck that I once was. But sadly you also broke me. I hope we can one day sit with eachother and talk everything out, laugh and cry if need be. I think it might be needed one day, just so we can both put our past behind us and move on fully. I was young and difficult when you met me, you where that much more grown up and knowing of the world. I hope one day, I'll wave you goodbye without feeling slightly hurt. Hopefully one day it will happen.

Heart Ache You truely dont understsnd or feel full blown heart ache until its you laying in bed at 4 in the morning crying so hard you feel your heart wrench. Until you slide down the back off your bedroom door scream out in true, unbelieliveable pain as your vision gose blured and you gasp for air. Until its you led on the ice cold kitchen floor, too physically drained to even cry anymore and you just pityfully wimper.

Burnt. Seeing or hearing something that literally kills you a little bit inside is the worst thing ever. It burns your heart, singes it, leaves you feeling like you can't breath and you might pass out. It makes a wave of what can only be described as cold searing heat wash over you as you try not to show how much your hurt. You smile, then walk away, slowly at first until you speed up and it ends up that your running, running so fast everything is a blur. Then you stop, you stop and breath and as you breath you let everything out the waves of sobs and hurt rush out of you, they seep out your pours. And this will happen to you, I just hope your not like me, where it keeps happening over and over again. Because you don't want to end up like me. I'm not a good person.

Nice Girl. "You're a nice girl" he whispered ever so lightly, it was barely audible. I shook my head rapidly. "I'm not a nice girl. Girls like me are not nice, damaged girls are never ever nice, and that's exactly what I am, I'm damaged beyond repair. Girls like me rip people apart because we can't rip ourselves apart anymore. I can't do that to you, you mean too much to me" I sighed heavily. "Girls like me we stay away from people, for our own good, so we don't get attached, because as soon as your attached to someone you're thrown into the sea of possibly loosing them, I don't think my heart could take loosing someone so dear to me again, so no I am not a nice girl, I am a damaged ship wreck of a girl and you're best off without me" (From a story I'm currently writing, I listened to Paul Tiernan's 'How To Say Goodbye' whilst writing it, I suggest you do too, it's a lovely song)