A Suicidal fuck

A person who's dead on the inside<3

[occhidistruttidalsangue-blog]

No words…

[whycantijustbegoodenough]

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[sadtastical]

[scarletstripes]

[xanderkaiju-deactivated20170925]

Original print for sale! $20 USD will ship to US! Message me if you are interested 💕

[iwishiwasyour-favouritegirl]

this guy thought the bear had been swept away for a second and im dying at his reaction because that’s 100% how i would react

[begoodtakecare]

i love this so much

[sexhaver]

[thatdarnwaffleopolis]

Oh no.

[paulsrockinpagoda]

Oh no.

[skellyscoo]

Oh no.

[adgerelli]

Why are you saying “oh no” there’s a reason the condom was there. Would you rather whoever took it to go have unsafe sex?

[bip-bop-bam]

the pin

[adgerelli]

OH NO

[meaaaandme]

heihei

elo

[hamster-queen]

Why is I so useless??? I can’t be calm for five seconds, without thinking about how I can hurt myself. Or begin to shake a lot, or tighten me in the whole body. And feeling the tires behind me eyes. The only thing that’s help a little bit, is harming me in some way. Hitting my head into the wall, is petty good sometimes. But the best way is cutting myself, (But unfortunately I don’t have any razor blades, with me for the moment.) for that pain can really make all disappear for awhile. But for the last hour I have just a ink pen to draw lines on my arms, or press down the pen as hard I can against the skin. So I can feel quite easy where on my body I have done this. It’s not nearly as good as the razor blades are. But it calms me down a little bit. Enough to not make me do anything really stupid, that I probably would regret later. So I’m a totally useless piece of shit, that can’t even take care of myself properly.

[meaaaandme]

Fortunately*

[goldenskansx]

ALWAYS FOLLOW BACK ! 

[afrodeezee-blog]

My friend Chloe is an amazing photog and took these photos of me for their thesis. :)

[soraky0]

[laceratedman]

Forever will I walk with these marks

[depression-confessions-on]

When I was little, I was always this great leader in activities. I always had my team, win, no matter what. One day, we did a fake battle. My army of children lost and because of that, they called me “Worthless” and “pathetic.” I now have a scars on my arms, legs, and torso saying I’m pathetic, worthless, and useless. They still haven’t fully healed.

confession #2821

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[forgiveness165]

Suicidal. Depressed. Alone. | via Tumblr auf We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/66377778

[and-then-i-jumped]

idk, somehow i just really like this picture.

[were-better-when-were-waste-blog]

you bleed just to know youre alive

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