I Gave Him A Piece Of Me I Know Ill Never Get Back...

What the fuck are you supposed to do when everyones moving on without you? When everyone in your life doesnt want you?

Fuck... I thought we were past this.

I'm remembering shit I dont want to, and I'm feeling shit I dont want to.

I just want to be beautiful

Reblog if your SICK of these things:

FAT thighs

FAT stomach

FAT arms

FAT face

FAT hands

FAT calves

FAT knees

FAT hips

FAT EVERYTHING. 

I just want to be skinny…

This morning, I was so proud of myself. My scars had fully healed. Now, i can still feel the sting of my fresh wounds, and i cant help but wonder, "why does this make me feel so damn good?"

- i tried to stop, but it just made me worse

Dont give up Never give in Its never too late To start over again I know you feel lost Like theres no way home But just listen to these words And think about this poem Look up, up, up to the sky And dont be afraid to fly On the wings of faith Or to ride the waves If only you knew That these words were true That i speak the truth That you are loved Far above what you could possibly imagine You are loved with a passion Loved by everyone And if not, its their loss They must not have known what they missed out on They havent got a clue You know youre lost We all wander from Gods perfect plan But why not return? Deep down, no matter what you've been through No matter what you're going through You know the truth So why run away? Why must you still stray? Youre always avoiding these questions Because it's "too much work" Maybey cuz you think "you're too far gone" STOP! Because God ADORES all your flaws and quirks His heart breaks when you no longer think he's enough for you That you've got this Let me be the first to tell you. You've got it twisted. You NEED him! Even if your life doesn't completely fall apart You'll be incomplete without your Saviour You wont be joyful You'll be sad You wont be loving You'll be mad You might gain money, fame, and things of this world, But there will always be something missing You'll ever be whole again Not without Him Turn back to Him! He will get you through this Not support groups, not rehab, nor friends and family He already knows the real, unfiltered you You might ask "why isn't he helping then?" Because you haven't let Him yet He wants your permission Its not like you want some random person to start "fixing up" your life You would at least want them to get your consent, right? Its kinda the same thing, because the Lord is polite Some of His ways might Seem brutal and unkind But trust me when I say, you WILL be alright! It might seen crazy at times But it's one exciting ride of a lifetime! So hop on His path, And follow his ways Trust me when I say If you let Him, He will guide you day by day And trust His perfect timing And know that your His child No real harm will come to you When you let him take the wheel And if you're ever doubting, just remember He IS the real deal!

I think i might have cut too deep this time...

I'm actually a fucking terrible person i literally deserve to die. I deserve every single cut and scar and I deserve to bleed out one of these times. I deserve every terrible thing thats happened to me and i deserve every horrible thing thats about to happen

Ive memorized every part of you. I can remember how your hair feels in my hand. I remember how perfect your teeth are when you smile. I can recall perfectly how your lips felt on mine. I can visualize your perfect face. I can still hear your laugh. I can feel your breath as you whisper in my ear. I remember your hands, and how they fit perfectly in mine. I can remember how close you hug, and how your hand slides down my back. I can remember every single thing about you so clearly. I remember every single thing you made me feel. Whenever i remember this, it makes me want you again. Thats what i'm sure about. So i guess my question is; Why arent you sure after all thats happened between us? Do you remember every detail of me? Do you think about me as much as i think of you?

Kissing you was the best and worst desision of my life.