lots of

tummy butterflies

bring me smiles
I look happy right? Deep down, I’m not. I’m hurting.

I look happy right? Deep down, I’m not. I’m hurting.

mulberry-creek asked: hellooo love, no questions, just wanted to say you're worth much more than you give yourself credit for. and to please, PLEASE, try and remember that. and when you're reading this random encouragement from a stranger to feel beautiful and clever and that you're an incredible person because i don't know you and think you are. massive virtual hug in case you had a bad day and add a virtual high-five to that if you had a good day. good days are defs celebratory. xx #loveisourweapon

Thank you so much, messages like these brighten my spirits and make me feel so happy to know someone out there cares. You’re a good person. You know that right? XXX

I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I want to cut. I WANT TO DIE.

I have woken up in a very bad mood this morning. Just like every morning. I want to cut so bad. But I don’t wanna leave scars. I have scars from last year, that are slowly fading, and it makes me happy that they are fading. So instead, I’ve been starving myself. I haven’t eaten a thing. It’s the best way to be. I’ve lost 12 pounds which needed to be lost, and I’m very happy I have lost it. It’s my only way out. All day, I drink hot chocolate, and when it fills me up, I purge and make it come back up. I needed to lose about 3 stone anyway, to be the weight I wanted to be. So I have 2 stone and 2 pounds to go. I will continue to make myself sick. That’s one of the reasons I don’t wanna cut.. So I have a body that’s comfortable enough to show off at summer when I lose all this weight from purging.. Tumblr is my escape. If my family knew about this, they would probably take me to see a doctor or something. I’m so lonely. This is how I feel every single day. I want to cut - I can’t - so I make myself sick - and if I don’t lose anything - I want to cut cause I feel like a failure.
I have no reason to live on this earth anymore. I wanna be in hell for being a bad bad person. I used to be so happy. What happened?

orgasmbabyx asked: Hey, I just wanted to say I'm here for you. If you ever need to vent, or just talk, or even be distracted I'm here. I think you're beautiful, and you don't deserve to feel the way you do. x

Thanks so much. Made me happy, means a lot to me.

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I’m in pain. And the only words I hear when I’m in emotional pain are: cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut. blade blade blade blade blade blade blade blade blade blade. fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat.

I said it once, I said it twice, I said it a thousand fucking times, that I’m okay that I’m fine, that it’s all just in my mind.

This is how I feel every morning.

This is how I feel every morning.