In no way do I promote or glorify self injury. Some may find this blog triggering.

The sadness of the past is with me always.F. Scott Fitzgerald to Zelda Fitzgerald. (via versteur)

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Who did that to you? Who fucked you up so bad, emotionally and mentally that you’ve completely shut down anyone who tries to help you. You don’t talk about your feelings, you push kind people away, and you let negative people in. You refuse to open up and let someone love or care about you. Who fucking did that to you?(via slutstatus)

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u know u fucked up when u still haven’t slept yet and u hear birds chirping outside


holding anger is poison. it eats you from inside. we think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. but hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves


The thing that sucks about mental illness is that if you aren’t depressed enough, suicidal enough, bad enough, nobody cares. Nobody cares until you reach their standard, and that standard is when your problem is bad enough to effect them