Cockaroach

this is 90 percent a pro-ana blog, 10 percent whatever th

[virtualgoths]

I wonder what it feels like to know what the fuck is going on

[stephaniep8127505]

“ I am a fucking dog. I have fantasies of just taking someone and fucking them hard and strong. Someone like (censored) were I pick her up, take her to my room, tear off her shirt and pants and just eat her out and fuck her hard. I love flesh… the smooth legs, the large breast, the innocent flawless body. the eyes, the hair. Jet black, blonde, white, brown. Ahhhh I just want to fuck”!!!

Eric Harris Journal 11/17/98

[marinarachael]

[ruinedchildhood]

[indieteen]

[tirelessweaver]

[the-rx]

Danielle Rante

[997]

why did i wake up

[goodmemory-deactivated20240521]

[btecbarbie]

[btecbarbie]

❣❣❣

[racheljoyscott]

One of Dylan’s very last journal entries, written on April 19, 1999.

“Walk in, set bombs at 11:09, for 11:17

Leave, set car bombs.

Drive to Clemete Park. Gear up.

Get back by 11:15

Park cars. set car bombs for 11:18

get out, go to outside hill, wait.

When first bombs go off, attack.

have fun!”

[serial-information]

17 years ago. The day before the nightmare came to life.

[fuckedupfaeriegirl]

[cherrycokediet]

🍂🍃

[stayingonpace-blog]

[of-flowers-and-feathers]

[ophthamovntn-deactivated2013063]

[snorlaxatives]

baby grinch fucked me up when i was younger hell baby grinch is still fuckin me up

[goblintale]

Not mine. But I wish… 🌙

[darrenfellinhiscanoe]

It's so sad...

I hugged my friend today and my arms rapped around him effortlessly. I feel like when people hug me all they think about how hard it is to rap their arms around me, how fat I am. I want to be so skinny that rapping their arms around me is so effortless and feels as if I’m not even there. I want to be light enough that they pic me up off the floor every time. So skinny they can feel my ribs, my collarbones, and my hip bones. I will be this skinny. I have to be.

[p-e-r-fe-c-t]

About to binge? STOP. Read this

Close your eyes and think back to the last time you binged. Imagine how disgusting you felt afterwards. Imagine all of the past insults that replayed themselves in your head when you realized what you’d done. Imagine the guilt, the shame. Imagine how much hatred you felt towards yourself. Why would you want to lose control and put yourself through that again?

Now count to 100. Drink a big glass of water, make a cup of tea and stop thinking about food. Think about how good you will look when you reach your goal and how much closer you are now. Think about the numbers on the scale and how they will be lower tomorrow now that you didn’t eat. You can do this, do not give up.

[foreverthin]

Was totally thinking about food until I read this

[100days2happiness]

Reblog if you've bought clothes that are too small for you, hoping they will fit once you've lost weight.

[deadly-person-tomorrow]

Yep. You’ve got me as Fuck.