Practice letting go

[thatbpdshark]

It’s like there’s a constant count down till the next time I screw up a relationship

[living-is-impressive]

me: *feels lonely*

me: i know what to do

me: *isolates self*

me: perfect

[quietbpd]

“you’re just doing that for attention” um yes so can i have it now or ???

[anessenceofautumn]

[living-is-impressive]

Me: *temporarily chills* 💪 i am improving

Me ten seconds later: ah i was Mistaken

[living-is-impressive]

friend: hey wanna hang out?

me: i'm sorry i can't today, i have prior engagements

people who actually know you: hey wanna hang out?

me: no i need to be alone today. go away. thanks. love you.

[huariqueje]

Stormy Landscape  -  Franz von Stuck  1920

German 1863-1928

Oil on panel,   60 × 62.5 cm (23.6 × 24.6 in)

[inivyandintwine]

I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.

Melissa Cox - Inivyandintwine (via inivyandintwine)

[moleskinelovers]

[feelthefearanddoitanyway-x-deac]

Weight Size Body image They’re all words I think, they were carved into my brain as though they were the most important things in the world. It’s as though, laughter didn’t matter, your wit, your ability to debate, the distances you run, the way you paint… and all those things melted and dissolved in the face of how thin you’re supposed to be.

(via feelthefearanddoitanyway-x)

[whatshouldwecalltrichotillomania]

@GOD FOR SADDLING ME WITH THIS DISORDER

[youare-in-love-deactivated20200]

I wanna be a mermaid.

[kittensandlove]

same

[youare-in-love-deactivated20200]

we can be mermaids together? 

[kittensandlove]

150% YES PLEASE!

[dreamer-with-anxiety]

Can I join?

[kittensandlove]

Heck yes. The more the merrier.

[living-is-impressive]

Count me in

[akllljoy]

why can’t i be mentally chill instead of mentally ill

[whisperthatruns]

There is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it happened, or why it ends, or why or who you are. You want one and I want one, but there isn’t one. It comes in bits and pieces, and you stitch them together wherever they fit, and when you are done you hold yourself up, and still there are holes and you are a rag doll, invented, imperfect. And yet you are all that you have, so you must be enough. There is no other way.

Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia (via whisperthatruns)

[inspiration-daily]

[conceptualsolitude]

concept: me, sleeping without any obligation to wake up

[living-is-impressive]

Concept: me sleeping with one obligation, to wake up

[living-is-impressive]

*walks past people who are laughing*

brain: they're laughing at u

me: they're 20 feet away and I don't even know them

brain: at U

me: shit ur right