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“I am an echo of my past..”

I want to love myself. All of myself All of my scars too. And maybe one day I will

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And no one wanted to deal with the girl who never got better. No one has time for you when you stay sick.

The book I’m writing..

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tumblr flagged a post of a girl eating berries so fruit is for whores now reblog if youre a fruit eating whore

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i don’t know whats wrong with me but it’s alot

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Ugh..

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I'mma piece of shit I guess

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“but being abused made you so kind!” being abused made me terrified of being anything less than perfectly accommodating and pleasing in an effort to protect myself from the violence my abuser reacted with but okay whatever

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Growing up neglected can mean you don’t feel like you get to be picky about who gives you attention or what kind of attention you even get, you cling onto anyone who acknowledges your existence and it can end up so painful

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I still see you in my nightmares

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I can’t erase my trauma but I sure as fuck can cut my hair at 3am

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Getting a new repressed memory like

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When you have a few days of being stable and productive but then an episode hits you out of nowhere