this makes me so fucking sad idk
This looks so happy
Everything about this is happiness

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Not today Justin
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if i look back, i am lost
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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we're not kids anymore.
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this makes me so fucking sad idk
This looks so happy
Everything about this is happiness
Crack in your heart
Addiction.
Imagine waking up every day and being obsessed with something that you know will completely fuck your life, because once you have it… once is never enough. That you will have to lie to people you love just to use and you won’t even know your lying because your head tells you your doing the right thing, that you’ll be awake for days and you’ll start to notice darkness under your eyes and weight loss from not eating and soon enough your face starts to sink in and you’ll look like a zombie, you’ll look in the mirror and notice the dramatic changes and be disgusted in your reflection. You’ll hang around people that you think are your mates but will leave as soon as the drugs run out while your family are at home worried sick about you and don’t even know if you’ll be alive by the end of the night. And when the drugs run out and your “mates” are no where to be seen and you are coming down hard and your mood swings are so intense you lock yourself in your room, then when you think it can’t get any worse this massive wave of depression and loneliness swallows you. Where you can’t see the point in taking another breath because everything seems to hard to bare. Where you feel so empty inside and you feel like you have no one. And the only thing that will ease your mind is the though of a rope around your neck and the pain beginning to stop.
This is where drugs take me and for some reason my head still tells me “just one more time” but every time it just gets worse and worse.
Imagine having a war in your head 24 fucking 7. I’m not just a dirty junkie, I’m a normal person with a hell of a problem. Ima never give up on recovery. Relapse is apart of my journey and it’s along road ahead.
I need people to understand how lonely sobriety can feel sometimes. People are going to choose to not deal with you. They’re going to view you as a burden. They’re going to tip toe around your problems and condescend. You’re gonna feel guilty. You’re gonna feel like you’re missing out. But you also know that the other option is way worse, so you stick to the path you’re on. Or you don’t.
about 3 months ago I made the decision to bleach the shit out of my hair having extremely little knowledge/experience with dyeing hair
my hair is super damaged now but I have no regrets. these are the pictures I took to document my journey to blondness
Motivation to keep going aha my hair looks like sheeeit rn
I had a dream last night that was so ordinary in some ways but upon waking it made some kind of sense, perhaps it meant nothing or perhaps it opened my eyes or reinforced what I knew deep down ~ an...
Waking up with my love in a hammock stuffed with comforters and quilts. We watched the radiating crescent moon and Jupiter dance and twinkle together. As an indigo tint is cast upon our faces we watched the sun rise above the foggy lake. Illuminating the earth and warming our bodies. We smiled and held each other close.
best way to wake up
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Just a set of quick photos I did for class.
you lost all your energy before you even walked out the door? you lazy bum
That’s exactly what a monday feels like
kinda what social anxiety feels like I’M GONNA DO IT I’M GONNA DO THE THING WITH THE PEOPLE *gets to door* wait never mind i need to alphabetize my sock drawer
this is what chronic illness looks like. :( this is what I go through every single day. Only I’m at half empty before I even get out of bed… :\
exactly what chronic illness looks like. mental or physical. this is a great illustration, which perhaps people with more empathy than “you lazy bum” can relate to.
yeah this is important af