Safer In The Forest

[bella-likes-nutella-and-aca-blog]

*checks pulse* wow is this thing still on

[leadyoulikeariver]

*wow this is gonna kill me

[recoverysabitch]

You know you're a pill head when..

You read every pill bottle you come across

[xxhazy-daysxx]

@leadyoulikeariver

[leadyoulikeariver]

[magic-spelldust]

Ellen van den Doel

[leadyoulikeariver]

[leadyoulikeariver]

Lil booty never hurt no one

Yes that's a birth mark

[f-isting]

giving head is so annoying and boring and not enjoyable like after a while i just get really uninterested and my jaw starts to hurt and like i’d rather just like do something else and boys who take a really long time to cum make me want to punch holes in walls

[illicitbehaviour]

please love me in the most soft and loyal way. I’m so tired.

[leadyoulikeariver]

My everyday struggle: eating.

This is probably the most sensitive topic for me. My eating disorder.

I feel guilty Everytime I eat.

Everytime I eat I feel as if i can literally see a difference in my body and feel huge.

Eating is probably the most uncomfortable thing I have to do.

I don't know how it got like this. It was "just a diet" I started six months ago.

Some days I know I'm thinner than before, my pants fall off me. Other days I can't see the difference at all.

It's so confusing and frustrating and just all around going to probably kill me.

I've convinced myself I'm not hungry anymore and it worked

[pir-ado]

[teenage-flow3rchild]

[leadyoulikeariver]

“it was supposed to be us against the world and now it’s me against myself and it fucking hurts to breathe”

— they say it gets better but it’s just getting worse (via lucifers-playtoy)

[leadyoulikeariver]

“I won’t glorify or romanticize heartbreak, for me it was a kind of death and I was forced to keep living.”

— Warsan Shire (via wordsnquotes)

[leadyoulikeariver]

“I miss you. God, I miss you. Not in the way you miss people, but in the way you miss being home.”

— (via azalsager)

[leadyoulikeariver]

Jeremy

[leadyoulikeariver]

“What if I forgave myself? I thought. What if I forgave myself even though I’d done something I shouldn’t have? What if I was a liar and a cheat and there was no excuse for what I’d done other than because it was what I wanted and needed to do? What if I was sorry, but if I could go back in time I wouldn’t do anything differently than I had done? What if I’d actually wanted to fuck every one of those men? What if heroin taught me something? What if yes was the right answer instead of no? What if what made me do all those things everyone thought I shouldn’t have done was what also had got me here? What if I was never redeemed? What if I already was?”

—  Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

[oldfarmhousefallfeatures]

[especially]

[leadyoulikeariver]

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