I am so hungry, I can’t do this, I’m such a failure.
(via lightweightperfection)
This is me.
(Source: pessimisme, via daylight-dreams)
I wish one day my friends would ask me. I wish one day I could be totally honest about how bad I feel. I mean they know - but not the full extent. They saw me have crying break downs in year 12, they know I have anxiety & depression, they know I’m on meds, they know I see a psychiatrist every week. They don’t know every day is a battle, they don’t know I’m suicidal & have been for about 4 years, they don’t know I used to cut and I think about it every day, they don’t know I binge & purge, they don’t know that I’ve overdosed multiple times.
But I’ll never tell them and they’ll never ask.
(via willieverstopmissingyou)
I’m really starting to doubt it.
(Source: g1itt3reater, via finding-hope)
I wanted to tell her that if only something were wrong with my body it would be fine. I would rather have anything wrong with my body than something wrong with my head…
—(via justpeachythanks)
26 days, 26 days, 26 days, 26 days, 26 daysEdinburgh Castle, Scotland
(Source: Flickr / lightanddark)
(via silent-hatred)
