I Wont Be Like Him Anymore

Being an empath sometimes means knowing what people actually think even when they lie.

I find my body pretty only when I sexualize myself

I'm so gross.

I haven’t digested anything other then a handful of snacks in the last 48 hours because i lose my breakfast whenever i take my meds, I don’t get lunch money anymore, and I can’t bring myself to eat dinner for some reason.

I cried today.

I cried in that very same spot.

You wouldn’t have been able to tell though.

Cried with my head in my hands.

Ignoring the false angel's sugarcoated words. She's worse then me and she tries making me worse. I don't need that. Goodbye D

the wings and horns hurt so bad someone please distract me from this feeling

I can do better to stay out of sight. Would that be good?

Even they told me “You are just naturally good at disappearing”

I can do that again. I can disappear.

if it helps, my shoulder blades hurt like shit. the wings get so heavy with guilt, they really do.

what do you do when they wont go away? they've never lasted this long or hurt this bad...

I don't think that's pathetic.

Art and dance are a wonderful way to cope.

never apologize for the blog spam it’s your blog :D!!!

Thanks I just don’t wanna flood my followers feeds or whatever (I’m new to tumblr 😭)