my kink is when everyone shuts the fuck up
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@forevercloudydayss
my kink is when everyone shuts the fuck up
I stopped sending paragraphs, stopped begging, I stopped telling people how to treat me, and started walking away, blocking, and distancing myself. Life may be lonely, but it’s becoming peaceful. Sometimes being alone in life is better than being surrounded by halfass people.
ihop stands for international house of pussy
No it doesn’t
yes it does
Things no one tells you about Selfharm
• It’s not only the wounds/scars/bruises/scratches you have to hide. You also have to hide the bloodied tissues, the used plasters, the plaster stickers and the thing you harmed yourself with.
• It hurts like hell when you’re in the shower
• It hurts like hell when you move while sleeping
• It hurts like hell when you accidentally hit against an object with the fresh wound
• It hurts like hell when it gets infected
• It itches madly while it’s healing
• It becomes an addiction. It becomes the only thing that helps.
• It will have a huge affect on your job opportunities
• Often, you won’t be prepared for embarassing questions
• On a bad day, you will run out of space
• You have to be careful while harming and after, there’s the possibility of the wound getting infected, making a danger for sepsis
• You constantly think about the damage you’ve done
• You constantly worry about others finding out
Please think of all these things if you want to hurt yourself. Selfharm isn’t beautiful. It isn’t glamourous. It’s very dangerous, it’s addicting. Trust me, you don’t want to start. Please put down your blade, fist or lighter, cut your nails short and get the help you need. You’re loved.
Me: “I don’t need sex”
My hormones: “first of all, you’re horny asf, stop lying”
Reblog if
you post porn
youre into bdsm
youre into kinky shit
youre into rough fucking
your blog is nsfw
youre a dom
youre a daddy
youre a sub
youre a little
your blog will make me horny
and i will follow the shit out of you
what I battle.
depression is like…
screaming, and nobody can hear you.
falling to the bottom of the ocean with a weight tied to your ankles.
it’s like having muted earbuds and all you can hear are your demons.
it’s feeling consumed by your worst nightmare.
depression is not looking both ways before you cross the street.
it’s when a burglar is home, and you’ll go first because you don’t care.
depression is being drained.
depression takes you away from everything you once loved.
depression puts a dark cloud above your head.
it’s the pain to smile.
it’s the tears when you laugh.
it’s the headaches.
anxiety is the constant worry.
it’s the constant..
I have no idea.
I’m so sorry.
why is this happening.
I can’t do this…
anorexia is weighing yourself everyday.
looking at what you eat.
removing foods from your diet.
it’s the calorie counting.
the body checks.
the poking, the pinching and the pulling.
it’s never being good enough.
comparing yourself to others.
babies, toddlers and children…
it’s obsessing over thinspo..
“one more pound” turns into…
“30 pounds until my goal weight”
anorexia is the consuming thought of your body.
self harm is an addiction.
it’s a craving.
it’s the only thing you can feel.
when your numb from the suffering.
hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt
I hate getting so sad to the point where my body completely shuts down, and all I can do is just lay there and think about all my problems
do you know how cute i would be if i had more money
GUESS WHAT
i actually made it to 19. wow.
Reblog if you started worrying about your weight before you were fourteen.
ur cute but you’d look cuter in my t-shirts and hoodies
Me: *tweets alluding to the fact that I want to die/kill myself for attention*
Friends: hey you okay, saw your tweets?
Me: …
Me: HAHHAHA YEAH IM FINE THANKS JUST NOT VERY WELL BUT ILL BE FINE