#nomorecutting

[shyrebelwitch-blog]

i know what it is i wanted so badly the day it first felt like spring, when i pictured kids riding bikes, dads cooking on grills, moms making lemonade.

i want to get better.  i know this isn't something to cry about. Tomorrow i'm going down  first thing in the morning and tell everything.

[pixiepie1013-blog]

People please read

If you know someone having issues with this one direction thing please get them help, harming themselves isn't going to help, I think there should be something to get Zayne to talk to the fans and calm them down. So pass this on for all these people who need it and let's try to get Zayne talking!

[emilyisbabycakesss-blog]

Listen to me.

Listen to me. You are beautiful. You may not believe me, but it’s true. Everybody is beautiful in there own fucked up ways, and everybody has them. The grinch stole Christmas presents, but had a heart as big as his chest. That’s beauty.

In my eyes, nobody Is fat or ugly. Nobody has imperfections. You may say, “you live in a fantasy world.” But that is not true. Your imperfections make you, you! When you have freckles, do you look at them and think about imperfections? No. You think about how they make you unique and special. If anything, they are what make you perfect.

And you know what? In my fantasy world, nobody cuts themselves. Nobody suicides. Nobody is depressed, nobody has anxiety. Everybody is just happy to be alive.

We live in a fucked up world, with fucked up kids. We have to learn to live with that. Is it our fault? Perhaps. Perhaps we molded these children to become what they have.

To all of you who do cut or are suicidal, I want you to think about your future. I want you to think about the joy it’ll bring you to have a little baby calling you mommy or daddy. Doesn’t that feel nice? Having a child who loves you no matter what?

I want you to know that one day, you WILL find your Prince Charming. He or she WILL pull you out of your down-ward black spiral staircase. They will always be there for you to rely on. Just think about how whoever created this universe wanted it to be. You were meant to be with your soulmate, and love each other. Not to kill yourself, because nobody enjoys planning a funeral.

Think about it this way, when you kill yourself, that baby that you could’ve had will have no chance of living. That baby’s soul will have died along with yours. And your soulmate? They just lost they’re other half.

Maybe I’m over exaggerating since I’ve never cut or attempted suicide or even had depression. But maybe I just want to help you in a way only I know how.

I want you to know that all of us are blessings. So many of you feel like a burden, when you’re not. Somebody in your lifetime will love you, and they will make you there blessing.

Girls, don’t look at Victoria secret models and make them your inspiration. Don’t look at them and be like “I wish I looked like them.” And sigh at your body. Don’t not eat. Don’t starve yourself for a body type. You know what kind of people models are? The weak. They are brainwashed by society to think its okay not to eat, to look good. They are the weakest of everyone. And that brings another topic, Society.

Society is cruel. A cruel, mean hearted devil. They tell you it’s okay to be a different body shape, then beat you up if your not skinny. Then when you kill yourself, they tell everyone else that they’re perfect the way you are.

And let me tell you, you are fucking beautiful. Society is ugly. Society is the ugliest being of all of mankind, so ugly it won’t show its face. It just lurks in the corner, waiting for its pray. Don’t let Society throw you around. Don’t fall under that weak category. Don’t be afraid to flaunt yourself. Don’t give up.

Cutting. Please, stop. There are so many better ways to deal with depression, and cutting is a terrible way to cope with it. If you have the urge to cut, just draw. Draw all over your arms and legs. Not with a razor, but with a marker. In my world, cutting is just a way of killing yourself. Except, more torture, more pain and leaving scars. You are killing yourself on the inside. You are giving up at this stage. Please fight for your life. Please don’t give up. PLEASE stay strong. I know it’s so difficult, I know that you just want to curl up in a ball and die but please, don’t. You need to fight for your soulmate. Because maybe, your soulmate is going through the same struggles as you. Maybe they’re trying so hard to stop. And maybe, they’re failing as hard as you are. Trust me, you want to stop cutting. It hurts you in the long end and will never go Away. Scars will forever be scars, but memory’s can fade away. Do you want this to haunt your memories? No, nobody does.

Listen to me. YOU ARE amazing. YOU ARE perfect. YOU ARE a blessing. YOU ARE a survivor. YOU ARE a trooper. YOU ARE NOT a burden. YOU do NOT have to be a certain type of body shape to be pretty. YOU CAN do this. I believe in you.

<3

[sempiternall0ve]

Day 5 ✋

Of living with him and I fucking love it :) the city is great, I have squirrels and even a bunny hanging out right outside my patio! A 15 minute walk to the mall, the perfect apartment, an amazing boyfriend that likes to game with me and fuuuck me good, and that spoils me! (I fell asleep on the couch last night and he carried me to bed 😍) And got a job interview this Monday at HMV! A job and gunna be surround by music I couldn't ask for anything better I'm loving life ✌️😄

[mmm-thats-a-taco]

THIS IS KIND OF IMPORTANT TO ME

okays so today is my 6 months mark of being clean of cutting and starving. so after 2 years of on and off self destructive tendencies i decided 6 months ago to stop for real and i made it!!! it was really hard and it took a lot of nights holding back from everything but after all that i finally made it to 6 months. i am really proud of myself and i wanted to share with you all one of my biggest accomplishments i have made.

[breathelistenandthink-blog]

Play some peaceful music and try to forget about the cold blades you have pressed against your skin. Try to forget about the new and sharp scissors you have in front of you. You can do it, I believe in you. No more, not one more. I believe in you.