Reblog if. .

You understand what it is to be a cutter.
You understand that it’s not for attention.
You understand that it’s a release.
You understand that the aim isn’t death.
You understand that feeling pain is easier than feeling numb or broken.
You understand that emotions can choke you.

Reblog if you’re not:
disgusted, horrified or look down on cutter. .
Reblog if you really, truly, understand.

(via bro--k--e-n)

This will be the last post to this blog.

I want the privacy back, that I used to have, before people from school found out about my account. I thought it would be okay with people knowing, but over the past few months, I’ve felt more and more uncomfortable expressing my emotions on here, which was the original purpose of my first blog. Having a secondary blog to vent doesn’t work for me, so I’m making a new account. changing my url isn’t stopping people from finding me, and I just want my outlet back. 
This one will not be deleted, simply disused-there are too many memories preserved in random text posts for that. If you want my new url,you’re welcome to have it- just message me. 

x

I cannot do this.

thetruestoryofmylife:

itwasjustunjellify:

slutandthefalcon:

shibuya-halloween-party-composer:

kankleshackles:

doomsong13:

fandomblogger:

i-am-funny-and-you-are-not:

0nehundred-sleepless-nights:

blainesbedroom:

diamondintherough96:

pudding-is-the-new-fondue:

just-a-cardboard-box:

a-very-not-royal-prince:

sociopathhasthephonebox:

you-cant-stop-the-moriparty:

OHMYGOD. 
Why would there be a bottle of wine on the stove?!

WTF Barbie you can’t use a cutting board for a bulletin board

BARBIE! you should know better than to leave a cheese grater on the edge of the fridge! someone could get hurt!

Um, okay, DOES NO ONE REALIZE THAT BARBIE is cleaning her kitchen floor with a garden hose? Get it together, Barbie.

OH MY GOD BARBIE! ARE YOU JUST GOING TO LEAVE THOSE DIRTY DISHES IN YOUR SINK? SERIOUSLY GET IT TOGETHER BARBIE!

…Seriously?
People. Wow. Open your EYES.
Is NOBODY going to point out how Barbie is CLEANING HER FLOOR
IN
WHITE
PANTS???

CLOSE THE DAMN REFRIGERATOR! YOUR LETTING ALL THGE COLD OUT!

Barbie, seriously? The blender on top of the fridge? You could get hurt!!1

Guys for the love of god how can you not notice the freaking rat next to the fridge?! WTF Barbie? Clean your house more often, would ya?

Barbie, who the hell puts a calculator on their fridge. COME ON! GET WITH THE TIMES!

I love how everyone pretends not to notice the toaster next to the sink. BARBIE! YOU COULD GET ELECTROCUTED IF THAT FELL IN! GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER GURL!

Why is there garlic in the self above the stove? Just one bulb? Seriously, Barbie?

I think I’m more concerned about the fact that she has that dog wandering around when she has CLEANING CHEMICALS lying around. What the actual fuck, Barbie.

You put the mayonaise with the butter. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? BARBIE, GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!

BARBIE WHAT IS THAT IN THE FREEZER?!?! Oh, milk? Sorry, this picture isn’t very clear.

My goodnees Barbie, you left a freaking cutting knife on the floor! You don’t want to step on that now do you? God.

thetruestoryofmylife:

itwasjustunjellify:

slutandthefalcon:

shibuya-halloween-party-composer:

kankleshackles:

doomsong13:

fandomblogger:

i-am-funny-and-you-are-not:

0nehundred-sleepless-nights:

blainesbedroom:

diamondintherough96:

pudding-is-the-new-fondue:

just-a-cardboard-box:

a-very-not-royal-prince:

sociopathhasthephonebox:

you-cant-stop-the-moriparty:

OHMYGOD. 

Why would there be a bottle of wine on the stove?!

WTF Barbie you can’t use a cutting board for a bulletin board

BARBIE! you should know better than to leave a cheese grater on the edge of the fridge! someone could get hurt!

Um, okay, DOES NO ONE REALIZE THAT BARBIE is cleaning her kitchen floor with a garden hose? Get it together, Barbie.

OH MY GOD BARBIE! ARE YOU JUST GOING TO LEAVE THOSE DIRTY DISHES IN YOUR SINK? SERIOUSLY GET IT TOGETHER BARBIE!

…Seriously?

People. Wow. Open your EYES.

Is NOBODY going to point out how Barbie is CLEANING HER FLOOR

IN

WHITE

PANTS???

CLOSE THE DAMN REFRIGERATOR! YOUR LETTING ALL THGE COLD OUT!

Barbie, seriously? The blender on top of the fridge? You could get hurt!!1

Guys for the love of god how can you not notice the freaking rat next to the fridge?! WTF Barbie? Clean your house more often, would ya?

Barbie, who the hell puts a calculator on their fridge. COME ON! GET WITH THE TIMES!

I love how everyone pretends not to notice the toaster next to the sink. BARBIE! YOU COULD GET ELECTROCUTED IF THAT FELL IN! GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER GURL!

Why is there garlic in the self above the stove? Just one bulb? Seriously, Barbie?

I think I’m more concerned about the fact that she has that dog wandering around when she has CLEANING CHEMICALS lying around. What the actual fuck, Barbie.

You put the mayonaise with the butter. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? BARBIE, GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!

BARBIE WHAT IS THAT IN THE FREEZER?!?!
Oh, milk? Sorry, this picture isn’t very clear.

My goodnees Barbie, you left a freaking cutting knife on the floor! You don’t want to step on that now do you? God.

(via twerks-4-pizza)

I need a hug. a proper hug. I so tired of this isolation. I feel so alone, my friends are miles away and i’ve no place safe to go. I feel so insecure at my house. It would be better if people came round, if they made me associate my room with happy memories, but no one wants to ever see me. I’m just a burden. 

I’m kidding myself that I’m actually in recovery. I’ve not SHed in over a month, but at what cost? The voices are getting louder, my brain being eaten up by all the bad thoughts, i’m struggling to find an reason to just be. My eating’s getting worse again, I’ve had to start closing my eyes when I’m in the bath, or getting changed again- i’m so fucking revolting.

day after day after day, i’m just getting worse and worse, being the unproductive shit I am. I want my friends to get better; i’m just a hindrance. I shouldn’t cloud their lives anymore. They deserve so much more than the depressing darkness I have become. 

it  hurts so much to see that you don’t even drop the facade around me. i get that you don’t want to talk about it, but lying… it kills knowing that you don’t trust me enough to let me in

lnfamy:

if you think you can get away with eating or breathing loudly near me you’re fucking dead wrong punk

(via philipisacatwhore-deactivated20)