February 2012
15 posts
i hate everything and everyone fuck you. and you. and you. fuck this. and fuck that
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i miss you so much i saw you in my sleep you came back but the dead don’t come back i will always remember you
sex is fucking addictive. i’m so lucky to have a friend who isn’t disgusted with my scars and doesn’t care that i’m completely fucked up. friends with benefits is the best thing ever
nothing helps. neither people nor pills. here I am again. depressed, full of hatred, in suicidal mood and with my old friend bulimia standind behind my back and ready to capture me with its tenacious hands.
reasons why not to kill myself tonight: none.
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thank you for triggering my ed, bitch. go fuck yourself
sex with a guy was such a disappointment i’ll just keep sleeping with girls. they’re much better
felt rejected — carved crosses into my thighs i’m covered with scars and cigarette burns. fuck my life
i want to drink the pain away. or cut it. or binge it, purge it, snort it all away. or better fuck the pain away. that would be great now. sex without feelings is all i want
January 2012
36 posts
my biggest delusion was that i thought love or relationships could save me. no, they can’t. nothing can. i’m only emptier and colder than i used to be.
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pain changes people and i’m not an exception. now i see life as a big joke, as a show and the purpose is to get as much fun as possible. so i do whatever i want, literally. whatever crosses my sick mind. i’ve met a lot of new people, i’ve experienced many new things. but inside i’m dead. i can’t feel anymore. but that’s what i’ve always dreamt about so...
What I need to do is fuck up so bad I can’t save myself.
– Chuck Palahniuk (via pleasedontgetbored)
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I’ve ever known.
– Chuck Palahniuk (via corrumpo)
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it's -35°C in my city today
fucking hell i’m dying how cold it is but according to school rules it’s not cold enough to skip the lessons
i want to have my face mutilated. i want to cover it with huge ugly scars. i want people to be scared of me. i want to carve “stay away from this slut” into my forehead or cheeks. i want to be as ugly and disgusting outside as i am inside.
No, I’m not gay. No, I’m not straight, And I’m sure as hell not bisexual,...
– Andrea Gibson. (via occctopus)
Anonymous asked: do you have a facebook account? if so, what's it called?
it feels like i’m not 17 but 70 and have experienced everything. nothing amuses me, nothing excites me. whatever happens i’m always bored. there are so many things i haven’t tried yet. actually i still want to try them but i don’t think it will make any difference. it won’t bring any satisfaction, i will only be disappointed because i’m sure there’s...
holeinherheart asked: how much do you currently weigh??
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there are four people i can have relationships with. FOUR. three gorgeous girls and a guy. am i dreaming? this is really strange. people never liked me and suddenly there are four at the same time. oh my god
the urges to cut are so strong. i can’t deal with it on my own, i need somebody to save me from myself. but nobody is here for me, nobody will come and hold me because nobody cares. i don’t know what it’s like to be loved or not to feel rejected and lonely all the time
a girl said that she wants to have an ed to be as thin as i am. are you fucking kidding me? you know what, take mine, i don’t need this shit. people’s stupidity makes me so angry. they don’t know what they wish for
да пошли вы нахуй все люди — идиоты, честное слово
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