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well. first of all i’ll explain to you this picture. this is me, one of my best friends pietra, and one of our best friends, cody. well his gravestone anyways. its beautiful. not as beautiful as he is, but its stunning. almost exactly how he wanted it. he drew a picture of what he wanted it to look like. proper grammar. a rose in the center. all they really changed was what it says at the bottom. okay well that isnt the point. cody was one of my best friends. after he passed everybody started to say that, but me & him were extremely close. the night before he died he told me i was one of the few people he told his deepest secrets to. he could trust me. i could trust him. he was always at my house. he rode his bike at anytime of the day, any weather, miles to unexpectedly visit me. he could make a boring day at home one of the most memorable days. he could make you crack up in the most serious situations- he always did that, omg it wasnt okay. whenever he laughed he had this line in his forehead pop out. his laugh is the most unforgettable sound, it will never leave my mind. his smile was the best, he had small lips. he had his moms brown eyes. his dad and him at the exact same body type. extremely skinny but muscley from riding his bike everywhere. he was a huge smartass and troublemaker in & out of school. a lot of the teachers hated him, but there were a few who loved him dearly. cody was so intelligent. he had all a’s. he wanted to be a social studies teacher when he got older. he always wore his chuck taylors. green was his favorite color. he pretty much always wore his grandpa’s pin. he always wore a beater, in the summer he had beater tan lines haha. he was so reckless and crazy. but he was extremely caring and sweet on the inside. unless you’ve had deep conversations with him you wouldnt know how he really was on the inside, his sweet side. he loved old things, and loved the beatles. even my mom loved him because whenever he would come over he was so polite and sweet. his voice was just the best, ill never forget it. he did just did the kindest things out of nowhere, i took them for granted. i never knew how much id miss that. i took him for granted. i never thought there would be a day when cody wasnt there. when he wouldnt just call me at night to talk for hours. like that just wasnt an option. its cody, he could never be gone. not possible. except it was possible, and it did happen. on may 29th 2011 he committed suicide. he was 13. thirteen. so young. there will never be a person like him ever again. he was the most unique kid ever. he did what he did no matter how much people hated on him and called him a freak. the majority of our school didnt give him a chance. the people who gave him a chance loved him dearly. he changed my life forever. there were so many people at his funeral who loved him, he didnt even know how many people would care. its not fair that he’s gone. he had the brightest future, he deserved to live it. i talked to him the night before he died. the fucking night before. we were going to hang out that thursday or friday because we both wouldnt be at school. sunday night, the 29th, i texted & called him because i got home from being out of town that weekend and wanted him to come with me & some friends to the park. little did i know that a few hours earlier he had passed away. i, along with pretty much everyone else, found out on the 30th. the worst day of my life. i thought it was a rumor spread. and somehow even after seeing the casket, making a speech at his funeral, being at the burial, visiting his grave, talking to his parents, somehow it still doesnt feel real. pietra said it best, “it feels like he’s just grounded or he moved away and im not allowed to see him.” it doesnt feel like he’s gone. his spirit will never ever leave my heart and i will never ever forget my best friend. ive never had a friend like him before, & i wont ever again. rest in paradise angel, you’ll never be forgotten.
guys suicide is not the solution. please. so many people care i swear to god. and THINGS GET BETTER. i fucking promise.
1-800-273-TALK call if you need to <3
R.I.P Cody N. Wallace. July 1, 1997 - May 29, 2011. <3cody just please come back .
Cody :,(
i seriously miss him so much this picture makes me want to die ugh dfngldkfvbbb
one year tomorrow…i talked to him one year ago today…holy shit
Anonymous asked: dead. i wanna be dead, gone, out of this world. away from the bullying, teasing, picking on, everything. slut, whore, bitch, two faced, ugly, gross,stupid, retarded. things I'm called on a daily basis. whats the honest point of living through it all. depressed. lonely. no friends. hated, rejected, ignored. lists i make about my life every second of the day. i hate my self. everyone hates me too. and yet i smile everyday. I'm done. soon ill be dead. gone. alone. out of this world. forever.
first of all i want to apologize for not have answering this sooner. i have no idea when i got this, but im just praying that whoever you are you’re still here.
i dont know who this is, or what your life is like, but i do know that you belong here, and that you are loved. you are truly loved by so, so, so, SO many people. and i know you probably won’t believe that. but i swear on my own life, and i swear on everything. if you still don’t believe that, just know that i love you. i love you and i want you to stay here, and overcome all of this. you can, i have no doubt. you WILL overcome this. things WILL be better, that is something i can promise. but you have to stay here and work at it. i know it seems like the bullying will never end. but it will. people change, people mature, people change their minds, people move on. time goes on. it seems like it will last forever, but the truth is nothing does. in the meantime, im just begging you to push your way through, and don’t believe what they say. you can be happy. you don’t have to be lonely, i am with you. i can be your friend. i love you. i won’t reject you. i won’t ignore you. start making a new list. there are so many people that are willing to reach out to you, i promise. and if you feel like there is no one, there is always me. there are so many others as well, i swear to you. the point of living through it all is that you’re meant to. you were put on this earth for something. you have to stay to figure it out. you have to stay for the little things. watch the sunrise, the sunset, smell summer air, the smell of rain, hearing birds chirp, the feeling of summer, the feeling you get when you see your crush, the anticipation of going on a trip, hearing your favorite song, discovering a great band, seeing fireflys, everything. stay for all of those things. nobody can guarantee what happens after you die. but we can guarantee what is here. and there are so many things worth living for. open up, let the positivity in. just try. try to overcome things. remember that i love you. remember that you’ll make it, you just have to try. stay. stay for me, for your future soulmate, for your future kids. stay and live. be happy.
time
is so complex
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i have a massive urge to drop out of school, delete my facebook and tumblr, throw my phone out the window and get on a train to somewhere random and just go on a massive adventure
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ew we’re in the gym for homeroom
