“I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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“I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
night sluts
they’re called vampires
Literally no one:
My body dysmorphia: lol u look like this
i want to slow dance with you in the kitchen when the sun goes down and the only light is the orange glow of your favorite candles
Hiiiiii, it’s been so long! I apologize if you’ve been waiting for some new posts for awhile. I took a break from tumblr for a long time and recently I decided to say hi again :) I won’t promise that I’ll be super active, but I’ll try you give you guys some new pics every now and then. Love you all and I hope you’re staying healthy!!
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missing Mexico already 🥺🇲🇽
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Stomach full, heart empty. Stomach empty, heart full. I want to grab my rolls and rip them off, fat and flesh, until I'm nothing but a ghost to this world. I feel completely detached from reality, so much so, that when I pass a reflective surface, I don't recognize the fleshy blob looking back at me, a doe caught in the beams of my empty headlight eyes.
stormybones
me: what’s for dinner?
my eating disorder: three (3) crackers
me: uhhh just 3 crackers? isn’t that a little -
my eating disorder: bitch, do you want sleep for dinner instead?
me: *hastily* okay okay i’ll take the crackers. jeez
not to be dramatic but being yelled at makes me suicidal.