his pledge to her.
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle, i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger. and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling. sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random txts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.
This is my sister, Nanna. Last night, she locked herself in the bathroom. I was really worried, because she also was crying a lot. I called Falck, and when they arrived, over an hour later, they kicked the door in. She was lying on tthe bathroom floor, both arms and stomach were cut in deep. By her side, a empty bottle of Panodils layed. 83 pills gone. She was immideatly rushed to the hospital. They rinsed her body, but at that point iit was already late. She is now in a coma, and the doctors are not optimistic. Please reblog this to pray that my sister will wake up, and survive this. Also reblog, so I can show her that people do care, that she is worth living. That she is beautiful, and she can get out of this. Please.