GHOSTLY

lvl: 21 || they/she || ♡taken♡ || welcome to my safe space if you don't like it you can leave || TW: ptsd, anxiety, bpd, gore, etc.

[tumblersdeadanyway]

Is it so much to ask for my parents to love me?

[kittyb4e]

[quietvoiced]

[cansadaprincesa]

i just want to punish myself for existing.

[r00m-w1th-n0-d00r]

I want to destroy everything. I want to ruin my life, smash glass bottles agaisnt walls, run away into the night and get in trouble, scream and yell at the top of my lungs, get into fist fights, and stand up for myself. I want to be so so angry and loud about how awful I feel that everyone realizes that I was never okay, and I was never going to be okay, and that they left me behind to suffer. But I'm too tired. I'm too tired to move, to think. I just want to lay in bed all day and ignore the world. I just slap on a neutral face and do as I'm told. I wish I could be so angry about how sick I've become, but instead I keep quietly to myself, and live another miserable tired day.

[deviika]

—Chris Mc Geown

[headshot]

[jupiters-saddest-alien]

Why develop feelings when you can walk into traffic while simultaneously being on fire and achieve the same feelings.

[mothurs]

i’m so emotionally damaged that i cry when people show me that they actually care about me lmao

[luthienne]

anne carson, glass, irony & god / fiona apple, "daredevil" / richard siken, "a primer for small weird loves" / daughter, "candles"

[godsmostesotericbabe]

I can feel it. I see all the signs. You're about to leave me too aren't you?

[shesnotsocrazy-deactivated20260]

Relationships are a huge trigger because it calls for reassurance. I can’t get inside the other persons head so mine blows up in response. I can’t control their decisions, I can’t make up thoughts for them so I’m left with my own reality which isn’t too far from fiction.

[justshyoflovely]

blackout series #8

I don’t have much to say

I hope that the sun heals all wounds,

and I forgive you for treating me like a

stranger.

[ohwellneverminddd]

[andersisghosting]

Everyone keeps telling me I'm better, that I'm doing better. I'm healthy, I've finally made it. If that were true why does my brain convince me daily they all hate me? No one likes me, it's an act; it's overwhelming. I don't know what's real anymore

[cottaegecore]

plants and books <3

[almondmilkskinnie]

the ultimate thinspo: thinking of my boyfriend picking me up, me being super small and skinny next to him, drowning in his oversized sweaters, making all his clothes look huge even though he's only a size medium 💕