GUYS DID I EVER TELL YOU ABOUT THE TIME THAT JK ROWLING WALKED UP TO ME WHILE I WAS READING ORDER OF THE PHOENIX AND SHE ASKED ME WHAT I THOUGHT AND I SAID IT WAS THE BEST BOOK I HAD EVER READ BECAUSE JK ROWLING WAS MY FAVOURITE AUTHOR AND I LOOKED UP AND SAW IT WAS HER AND SHE SAID THANK YOU AND WE TALKED FOR ABOUT 40 MINUES AND SHE HUGGED ME AND LEFT AND IT WAS LEGIT THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE.
apparently texas has a limit on how many sex toys you can own. imagine a homeowner staring, stonefaced, at a pair of police officers as they haul armload after armload of dildos out of a closet and into their squad car, write a ticket and hand it to them without making eye contact, and drive off
Texas, you say?
This post is for all of you who have survived the urge to end your life, either coming out the other side or still fighting to stay alive.
I noticed how when someone has a physical illness such as cancer, and they come out the other side or even remission, they are able to celebrate surviving. I think all of the survivors of being suicidal should too.
Congratulations, and keep on fighting.