Dat Girl

Holla. Bite me.

[xlcovo]

[starrynightzzsblog]

Like it’s not fair

[dearestsdarlingsdead]

Some nights I lie awake hoping for tears, but even they’ve grown tired of me. I’ve become too hollow to cry, too numb to scream. This silence has become my only companion

[worthless-misery]

Dear diary...

Nobody would miss me. Nobody would lose anything. I'd be quickly forgotten.

Some would even be better off...

[worthless-misery]

I don't seek death anymore.

It's just that I'd be fine if my heart stopped beating today.

I'm tired and a break would be nice.

That's all. I'm sorry.

[worthless-misery]

Dear diary...

I am not okay.

But I always have to pretend I am. And it's exhausting.

I don't know how much longer I can do this.

[worthless-misery]

I hate myself.

I hate my face.

I hate my eyes.

I hate my ears.

I hate my nose.

I hate my mouth.

I hate my lips.

I hate my hair.

I hate my neck.

I hate my shoulders.

I hate my chest.

I hate my back.

I hate my belly.

I hate my hips.

I hate my arms.

I hate my hands.

I hate my fingers.

I hate my skin.

I hate my crotch.

I hate my thighs.

I hate my knees.

I hate my legs.

I hate my feet.

I hate my ankles.

I hate my toes.

I hate my smile.

I hate my laugh.

I hate my scars.

I hate my stretch marks.

I hate my bones.

I hate my body hair.

I hate my voice.

I hate my mind.

I hate my thoughts.

I hate my dysphoria.

I hate my depression.

I hate my anxiety.

I hate my eating disorders.

I hate my trauma.

I hate my nightmares.

I hate my past.

I hate my memories.

I hate my childhood.

I hate my adolescence.

I hate my adulthood.

I hate my existence.

I hate my life.

I just hate every single thing about myself so fucking much...

[xwhere-the-lonely-roamx]

Sometimes I truly believe I shouldn’t have made it this far, that the longer I stay the worse it’ll get. What if it never get’s better because I should’ve died that night.

[moonshadow-thoughts]

Do you ever feel like you don't belong anywhere? Like there is no place and no people for you?

[maskenwelt]

[versesofourhearts]

-versesofourhearts

[nothingspecialjustasoul]

Suddenly I don't want anyone to know me as deeply anymore, which is weird because I have always yearned for someone to understand my soul

[amillionmagpies]

Hey, can we please stop suicide-baiting? Please?

I don't care who you're telling to kill themselves. Firstly, I don't actually think that's okay to say to anyone, and second, they are not the only one who will see it. It doesn't matter who it was addressed to - it still feels like it was addressed to me.

I have chronic suicidality. At any given moment, if you ask me, "Do you want to die?" the answer will be yes. But most of the time I'm not actively thinking about it. Most of the time, I'm distracted. Coming across "kys" is like being asked if I want to die. It reminds me that the answer is yes.

People with chronic or recurrent suicidal thoughts do our best to avoid ruminating on thoughts of suicide. We do our best to avoid things that might trigger a spiral of intensified suicidal ideation.

Every time you tell someone to kill themself, you remind everyone with suicidal thoughts that suicide is an option - and in doing so, you make it more likely that they will take that option.

Stop telling people to kill themselves. Find ways to be cruel that don't have collateral damage. Or hey, here's an idea: maybe stop being cruel at all.

[closet-keys]

A lot of people who have never been suicidal have this impression that suicidal people just need to be reminded how many people love them or that death is irreversible. They know this already. Being suicidal is about a lack of choices. The reality is that suicide is the last choice left when all other choices are stripped away. If you want someone to stay alive, you need to find or build them another choice.

[becherdireinen]

nothing hurts more when you're crying at night without making a noise and losing your breath with those silent screams of hurt.

[allthesepurplelights]

[dumblr]

i used to tell myself ‘maybe they’re going through something’ but then i realized that i was too and i never treated anyone that way.

[mutteral]