#natawee

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so when the sky

melts

and you’re in

hell

you can tell

your friends

about the girl

with moony eyes

and sentiment in her skin

and about how

your curse

is to never see her again

and about how you’ll never forget

the way bitterness tastes

with its overtone

undertone

and bite

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how sweet it is to be loved by yoooou <3

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i’ve literally been shaking all day

anxiety

anxiety

anxiety

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some detail shots of a painting i’m working on

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 trying to look to the light in spite of the slow decline in my mental health

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attention girls!

love each other!

SUPPORT YOUR SISTERS!

this has been a psa

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If you’re having a hard time getting out of a funk

Rearrange furniture! 

Change something about your hair!

Listen to your favorite album and sing along while cleaning if you feel like your space is dingy!

Try something you haven’t tried before!

Paint, draw, collage! Don’t worry about how it looks!

Read a book!

Go outside and DANCE with the trees!

Have a conversation with someone you have been neglecting for a while!

Donate old clothing!

Go for a walk!

Change up your routine. Get excited about life again. Re-ignite forgotten passions!

You can do it! I believe in you! If you have any ideas to add, feel free to reblog with your own self help and self love routines added below! Let’s help each other! No one deserves to be unhappy!

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boring relationship venting stuff idk

So, here’s the story.

A girl in Joe’s history class hit on him while severely fucked up. She tried to play footsie with him and give him xanax and tried to get him to fuck her. He acted really freaked out by it and told me and we handled it. So I thought.

Today I opened my laptop (that I have been letting him take to school so he can work between classes) and his facebook was left open.

The first message I saw said “YEAH AND I REALLY FUCKING WANTED TO. SHE WAS 10/10″ So, naturally, in the name of self preservation, I scrolled up. I saw messages of him telling a friend that he really wanted to have sex with her, that she was begging and he really wanted to say yes. WHICH IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT HE TOLD ME, COMPLETE OPPOSITE. I yelled for him and when I confronted him he said “WOW GO THROUGH MY SHIT, WHY DON’T YOU” instead of explaining, which is unlike him. Usually he tells me to go through his shit (and I don’t, out of respect for his privacy) but he left the shit OPEN in plain sight and I wish I had never seen it. 

I thought we were honest with each other. He’s always begging me to trust him. But he told his friend “Am I really in love if I want to fuck other people?” and to be honest, I don’t even know anymore. I’m just so shocked and hurt and crying at the computer wishing I could leave but he has my car and won’t be back until late tonight. From class. With that girl he wants to fuck so bad.

Part of me wants to tell him I hate him and leave. The rest of me knows I’m just going to sit here and cry until he gets home and not get anything done I planned to do today. I just want to crawl into a hole and die.

He lied to me. He’s NEVER lied to me. Or has he?

It hurts to say, I really have no idea.