Diagnosed with Depression and Anxitey. Scars rising by the minute. Been abused. Waking up is a struggle. Every new day is a suprise of survival.
I always listen if you need to talk and I always follow back.
Posts might be triggering but I do not encourage self harm in any way.
I’m so sorry. I can’t stay here anymore. I need a break. To just find my mind again. I cut and starve every night and I can’t live like this anymore. I don’t deserve to live anymore. I just need to escape. If any of you ever need to talk my Facebook inbox is always open, always - http://www.facebook.com/CaptainKatSparrow
You guys are all amazing & I’m sorry if I do anything.
every night.
(via fforeverfalling)
(via sleeplessnarcolepsy)
Fight the temptation to cut. You’re better then that and I promise, it gets better.
(via my-cry-for-help)
(via my-cry-for-help)
I want to starve myself.
because I deserve it.
I want to cut my skin up.
because I deserve it.
I want to pull my hair out.
because I deserve it.
I want to burn myself.
because I deserve it.
I want to dig my nails into my skin.
because I deserve it.
I want to take a gun to my head.
because I hate myself.
(via the-scars-remind-us)
| Me: | Maybe things will get better. |
|---|---|
| Self-Harm: | lol I'll visit you tonight then |
| Depression: | I'll make you sad. |
| Paranoia: | I'll make you feel like none of your friends like you. |
| Anxiety: | I'll give you a panic attack. |
| Trust: | I'll disappear for a while. |
| Happiness: | Come on bitch, I was just an illusion. |
| Mirror: | You're still ugly. |
| Mind: | Come on. It won't get better. You know better than that. |
| Me: | you're right... |
(via mywoundscryforthegrave)
(via darkenights)
| me: | I'll just get on tumblr for a few minutes before bed |
|---|---|
| me: | |
| me: | |
| me: | Is that the sun |
The way the Tower fell was scary as fuck. Look, it didn’t just break off, it crashed down as if it was a domino effect, floor by floor. There were people in that building. Take a moment out of your day and reblog this for the people who saved lives that day and for the poor souls who didn’t make it.
(via muffled-screams)
