Text 18 Nov 1 note

I just feel so fucking unimportant. Fuck everyone.

Text 18 Nov 1 note

cutting-and-crumbling:

I just feel so useless…. I feel like no one really wants me around… It’s as I no one would notice if I left..

Text 18 Nov 2 notes

cutting-and-crumbling:

It really hurts when people tell me to shut up… Like I get that you don’t wanna hear about my interests.. Or listen to my music… But you don’t have to tell me to shut up…
I, from my memory, have rarely told people that I don’t want to hear about your shit… I hate half of it… Truly… But I like to give everyone a chance to speak.

But apparently nothing I say is good enough. So fine.

Bully me.

Just fuckin wait.

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Text 20 Aug 130,205 notes I wonder what it feels like to be skinny, and thin, and wake up in the morning in nothing but a t-shirt, undies, messy hair, that ‘just woke up look’ and still have someone think I’m hot, to have guys look at me, to have guys want to be my boyfriend, to have girls be jealous of my body, to feel my hipbones and collarbones, to feel confident in a bikini, to sit down and not feel fat everywhere, to not rub out the thighs in my jeans, to need a smaller size in the store, I wonder what its like to look in the mirror and like what I see, and not want to break the mirror. Pretty much, I just want to be beautiful. I could go on forever..
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Photo 11 Aug Love Ellen Hopkins. Reading her books makes me feel normal. Like someone actually understands and I’m not alone.

Love Ellen Hopkins. Reading her books makes me feel normal. Like someone actually understands and I’m not alone.

Text 11 Aug

Cutting my wrists doesn’t seem like such a bad idea anymore. I don’t even care anymore I just want the pain to go away. Besides, even if anyone sees, it’s not like they’ll care.


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