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moimugi

!(;ﾟoﾟ)o/￣￣￣￣￣￣￣~ >ﾟ))))彡

moodboard autoral, não reposte!

tiredmaid-2

it’s a cold night. come to my bed. let’s cuddle and sleep

werenotreallystrangers

understands

Risky risky wiggy 위기

This is an emergency

Help me, help me, somebody stop me

'Cause I know I can't stop me

rottenhusband

no te extraño, ni te necesito.

solo quisiera tener alguien para hacer las cosas que solía hacer contigo.

sovnloshed

hunterinabrowncoat

Self harm doesn’t always happen when a blade touches skin.

It’s skipping meals because you don’t feel like you deserve to eat today. It’s having sex because you want to be used or abused or defiled. It’s drinking recklessly because you might have the ‘courage’ do something stupid. It’s smoking - not because you need the nicotine - because you know it’s bad for you. It’s banging your head against a wall when you’re angry. It’s crossing the road without looking because you lowkey hope a car might hit you. It’s thinking about all the ways you could break a bone and make it look like an accident. It’s not taking painkillers because you want to suffer. It’s taking painkillers in excess because you know it’s dangerous. It’s walking home the more dangerous way because you’re kind of half hoping you’ll get attacked or raped or stabbed. It’s going for long walks at night and getting chilled to the bone and hoping that you get lost so that you can’t find your way back. It’s seeking out triggering material. It’s all the stupid little ways you punish yourself for existing.

Sometimes self harm happens when you put effort into depriving yourself of things you like or need, and sometimes it happens when you don’t put any effort into doing the things you like or need.

It’s a pattern of self-destructive behaviour, and it doesn’t only happen in one way.