Note 11/05/13: My blog is currently being worked on (tags and pages and stuff) so some things are missing, but I'm working on it.
My name is Ellie and I like bands and writing.
Vicki is the Gibbs to my Captain Jack and we've adopted band members.
"I’m just a fat guy sitting in the cold." “Why are you sitting in the cold?” “I’m waiting to go to work. I work an overnight security job. I live in Philly, but I take the bus up here and stay for four days each week. I can’t find work in Philly and I’ve got two kids.” “Where do you sleep?” “Starbucks, McDonalds, anywhere I can take a quick nap.”
so for my art project we had to fake a death/murder. for mine I did someone who had jumped off a building. when I was laying down while the picture was being taken, 7 people came running up to me asking if I was okay and if I needed an ambulance etc. I’ve been suicidal for a very long time, and the thoughts of jumping off buildings and ending my life have gone through my mind a thousand times. But the fact that people actually stopped and came running over to see if I was alright made me see that people do care, strangers care. so many people looked and walked past, but these 7 people some how took these suicidal feelings away… weird huh? But the moral of this story is that people do care about you, even people who don’t know who you are.