tired eyes

𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝑒 𝒾’𝓂 𝓉𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓌. when will i be okay? i can’t find myself. i can’t find where i belong. 33 spoil me > $rayofmeows

[diaryofafuckedupmodel]

[festeredhearts]

[academic-vampire]

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢𝔡 & 𝔞𝔡𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔡

[oncce-againn]

My alone time is for everyone’s safety

[castleofdracula]

[therhodestohappiness]

[blurryclau]

[skinnying-beauty]

[diidona]

LABYRINTH (1986) dir. Jim Henson

[skinny-summer]

[slipng]

🐾 you are pawed ฅ

[renditi0ns]

Lightning storm last night

[slipng]

moon and earth

[soapybunnygirl]

give me a gap…

[imsoofuckingsad-deactivated2018]

Remember, you can disappear into the woods whenever you want. You’re an adult.

[imlostwbu]

pain management was pointless. she told me the surgery pain. s u r g e r y pain. was because of my diabetes and because im fat. when i had surgery twice they cut into my foot and cut a tendon. and then when i explained to her the gabapentin wasn’t working she just said all she could do is up it because im too young to be given pain pills. how can you expect people to live a full functioning life if they’re in pain and not able to walk? like no wonder people kill themselves or go and use drugs. she didn’t even give me advice or relief advice for it. i know the nerve pain is from my diabetes but the surgery pain is not. my foot doctor even told me i have TTS in my foot which also isn’t a diabetes issue. at this point i just wanna give up, everything is a constant battle. it was her attitude how she didn’t listen to me and how she kept shrugging her shoulders at me. “well” “well” “well🤷‍♀️” idk anymore. i’m fucking tired. i try and try and life keeps fucking me. that was the first time in awhile that i wanted to self harm, i had so badly wish i still carried my blades with me so i could’ve gone to the bathroom and ripped my thighs apart. so now basically i just have no choice but to thug out the pain and pretend im okay which unfortunately im already use to. if i knew saying yes to surgery was going to cause so many problems i should have said no. and i’m sure she’s going to label me as pain medicine seeking and how i had a attitude even though i didn’t argue with her i just walked out crying. mind you she didn’t look at my foot; she even said “i walked into the wrong office a minute ago” and then when i told her the pain is in my foot she went “oh your hands, i mean foot” clearly wasn’t listening to me. i guess im making a big deal about it. idk. i kinda understand why people go and use drugs off the street..

[didanagy]

CINDERELLA (1950)

dir. wilfred jackson, hamilton luske and clyde geronimi