Unfortunately 25

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.

j. iron word (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[perfectfeelings]

I’ve been hurt more than I’ve been loved.

(via perfectfeelings)

[stay-close]

Do you ever lay in bed and realise how not okay you are?

Unknown (via thebrokenquotes)

[sa-dnesss]

[st-a-y]

[remanence-of-love]

[perfectfeelings]

[stay-close]

I break my own heart by expecting people to be as attached to me as I am to them.

Unknown (via thebrokenquotes)

[valentina-poem]

[wishing-for-deathx]

Ever cried in your bed curled up in a ball because you’re alive and can’t die?

[sa-dnesss]

I feel like I am so far behind in life that I will never catch up. Everyone is doing so many things with their lives. I am just here. Frozen. I have been a ghost for years. I wonder if that is all I will ever be.

(via sa-dnesss)

[wxrthlxssbxtch]

[feral-ballad]

Safia Elhillo, from Home Is Not a Country; “Haitham”

[stonerhobbits]

Love and Betrayal

Vampire - Philip Burne-Jones // Cake - Roger McGough // Samson and Delilah - Sir Peter Paul Rubens // The Fellowship of the Ring - J. R. R. Tolkien // Betrayal - Matthew Dorabiala // The Last Days of Judas Iscariot - Stephen Adly Guirgis // The Fall - Alan Stephens Foster // Little Motel -  Modest Mouse

[whump-galaxy]

“When are you going to face the truth? They don’t care about you anymore.”

“No. You’re lying, they love me.”

“Love only last so long, my dear. I advise you to shield that heart before it’s broken.”

[ruiningmylifesblog]

TW: mental illness compared to cancer

I’m sorry to say this but I honestly wish I had cancer instead of soul crushing mental illnesses.

Why? Because everyone knows what cancer is. Everyone understands it. It’s not your fault if you get cancer. No one think you’re lazy if you’re having trouble doing simple tasks. No one thinks you’re toxic, draining or dangerous, just very unlucky. People visit you, ask how you’re doing, send flowers and support you all the way. You would get good doctors, proper care and no one would judge you, talk badly about you or think you’re manipulative for asking for help. No one would think you’re not trying enough if you’d relapse or have a bad day. It’s socially acceptable and everyone understands.

But mental illness? You’re judged, looked down upon, stigmatized. You’re just looking for attention. You’re not trying hard enough to get better. You’re toxic, cruel and dangerous. You’re lazy. It’s your own fault. You’re just a horrible person and no one wants to stick around. You lose people. You’re denied treatment. No one wants to support and love you when you’re living your worst nightmare. You’re isolated, abandoned and left behind.

Therefore, I’d rather have cancer than existing in a life so painful with no one to help, support or love me. I am sorry, but this is my honest opinion.

[souljashawty-deactivated2025040]

I hate having bpd so fucking much. I hate how I feel the urge to push everyone that loves me away. I hate sitting on the bathroom floor rocking back and forth because I don’t know what to do. I hate being called dramatic because I’m unable to control how I react to everything around me. I hate that people will never understand what it’s truly like be inside my head.