satin is a treadmill for snakes
please watch this
Of course I read this as “satan” because I’m dumb lol
Aw this poor noodle is clearly stressed!

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satin is a treadmill for snakes
please watch this
Of course I read this as “satan” because I’m dumb lol
Aw this poor noodle is clearly stressed!
😩😂
Taking advantage of his little girl…
I originally wasn’t going to post these photos because of all my visible scars for.. obvious reasons. However after I came home from therapy today I had a different take on it. I’ve been self harming since I was 12 years old; the cuts progressively getting deeper, longer. The cuts progressively getting worse, but never quite bad enough. I’ve always been ashamed of them, in more ways than one. Ashamed that I wasn’t strong enough to find a different outlet for dealing with my pain. Ashamed for feeling like my self harm wasn’t worthy of attention or treatment. Ashamed that I would compulsively lie about it. You would think that seeing other teenagers with scars growing up would make me feel more accepted, more normal, but if anything it just made me feel more self conscious. More undeserving of love. I don’t see it that way anymore. It took me being baker acted at 20 years old to finally know that my feelings are valid and that all my struggle hasn’t been for nothing. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t still a god damn struggle everyday. Some days are really good, and some days I just feel like I’m fighting a losing battle. But I will continue fighting until I win. Half of learning to love yourself is making the decision to consciously accept your flaws and move on and that’s what I am doing. My mistakes do not define me & neither do yours.
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Actually like pics like this😍
Very true 😍
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