It’s just one of those days where I just don’t take my meds and Sean has to deal with me.
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It’s just one of those days where I just don’t take my meds and Sean has to deal with me.
if a charmander running in circles chasing its tail doesnt fit your blog then you are running the wrong kind of blog
P.I.M.H.
Shuri found Ran, now they are fighting, everyone blaming someone else, there screams eco’s in my head, it feels like it will split in half. And Ran won’t say, she is to scared. I never seen Shuri so angry, Kame is throwing stuff around him, Shi is actually showing emotion and jinsei is on the edge of hitting someone. Shuri takes care of her, she only trusts him, even if P.Kame was her boyfriend once. And she hides behind him everytime they fight, like now. Ran is never leaving Shuris sight and Shuri is not leaving Rans. Is this the beginning of something good?
Whenever I feel the need to cut, I steer at my arms and legs first and ask myself: “Do I wanna scar my body and live white those scars forever?” With the P.I.M.H. always answer whit: “Pfff, you don’t cut that deep.”
But then after I see the scars, and I don’t mind them. Because at that moment im to busy wondering if the new wounds will leave a scar.
Having a good time whit some friends and all the sudden the suicide-panick attaks strike. Try to ignore it but then I lock myself in the bathroom and bring out the blade.. Every memory of bad and evil things that has happened to me flash in to my brain, every gilt feeling go’s thru my body. Tears are flowing.. I clean up the blood from the sink and go out fore a smoke.. Thinking of not coming back.. My friends join me outside fore the smoke.. Nothing is sed.. No need.. They see the banded on my arm that wasn’t there before..
Nightmares~darkness
It’s started again, the nightmares, haven’t had them fore a while. And they are here to stay, I feel it. Shore, death, blades, blood, it’s been there before but those aren’t nightmares.. I have just woke up from them like nothing was wrong But these, these are so different from anything I ever deemed, the pain in the dreams that is still there wen I wake up, I can’t move my body, I scream only no sound, the horror still sinking into my brain, causing corruption, the eyes and claws of the monsters. And jet.. I can’t even remember what happens in the dreams.. It’s just black.. Puere darkness.
Dyslexia, go fuck yourself.
Last Friday I bought a new book and my friend wants to borrow it wen I'm done. Friday I only hade time to read to chapter 3, today I'm on chapter 28, I read slow because of my dyslexia, and get to 28 is fast fore me, even if it's in Swedish (my own language).
"Haven't you got any further, whats wrong whit you?" my friend sed today. "why do you make me wait?"
My hole life I been bullied for my dyslexia, both at schools and at home.
Now im in bead, felling stupid, worthless and just not in the mood to do anything, just lie here and die.
Love sucks
A few months ago I told a guy I liked him before he went to Portugal, but he wasn't reddy for a relationship sense his last was a disaster. No he's back and together with his ex. So ones again.. love skips me.. will I ever find it?
Reblog this if you want a LONG anonymous message saying what they think of you.
Mirror, mirror on the wall..
It’s disgusting, I wanna puke. Red spots everywhere, bumps and old scars from my childhood, I hate it. Everything is twisted or just oddly shaped. I have tried so many things to either fix or hide it, but I guess there is no way. I wanna brake it but I can’t, because what my eye’s are looking at is not my problem, I am.
Okay, this is to prove a point. Reblog and put your age if you self harm.
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