at this point i’m just gonna repeatedly smash my heart with a rock until it’s a pile of red mush.
getting sick is my body's way of telling me to slow down and take a deep breath. as much as i appreciate the reminder and accept its what my body needs, i really don't want to be sick now of all the times to be sick:/
they hate me for my slut waist and recurring self harming behavior
I feel like something ppl don’t talk enough about is the fact that sh isn’t just a coping mechanism, but also an addiction. Once you start it is insanely hard to stop and you are more prone to doing other things as well
met my younger self for coffee today...
she said, "we're still not skinny?"
"we've got something so much better than that, love"
shes not doing well... im worried
i love her so much and i wont survive if she dies
i miss her so bad, she looks so lonely in class and she actively avoids me. i miss her personality, her warm words and silly anecdotes. i will feel forever guilty for being the catalyst for our drift. it wouldve happened eventually because, he and i clearly didnt mix. but it hurts that i lost such a good friend and we are both suffering.
i found even more fairy dresses
while i admit, ive posted this on my private twitter previously...
has anyone ever noticed how flowers look like fair dresses, in Tinkerbell they use like, flower petals as clothes, but i reckon fairies are smaller than that, i think they wear upsidedown flowers as dresses
✨~ under 18 ~ man ~ bi ~ sh ~ ana ~ mia ~ 8 mnths recovery ~✨ 💕~ taken ~ dms open ~💕
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