Wish I didn’t think of dying every second I’m alive
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Wish I didn’t think of dying every second I’m alive
Reblog this and money will be entering your life this week
Ill try it
I need it
Please
What is attractive for you?
effort
hey did you know that a lot of people are already really sad so you should just not be a dick to anyone because you don’t know who you’re gonna push over the edge it's pretty simple ❣️
Grief is like glitter; No matter how much you try and tidy it up you’re never going to get rid of it all. You’re always going to find bits of it.
- George Shelley, George Shelley: learning to grieve
hardest pill i swallowed was realizing i didn’t mean shit to people that meant a lot to me.
“The right person makes consistent deposits into your heart and sees you as a long term investment. The wrong person makes withdrawals and leaves you emotionally and mentally bankrupt.”
— Unknown
How can you watch someone break and ignore them then pretend you didn't hear the cracking
I feel worthless
Im gonna cry mustn't to sleep now byeeee
Consistency is a love language. Expressing boundaries with sensitivity is a love language. Honoring a person’s need for alone time is a love language. Acknowledging the risk it took someone to share their vulnerability is a love language. Tolerating and validating a different perspective is a love language. Learning to manage our projections and expectations is a love language.
How can you not see me drowning
Im so used to suffering in silence
I wanna cut so bad
I just wanna be treated like a person
Fuck my father i hate you
Why do people choose to deal with me im repulsive