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So for a couple of year now, I've been hurting myself pretty bad in a lot of ways, i.e. not eating, cutting, not taking care of myself. I've been going through a incredibly tough time recently and I often find myself wanting to give up. I always fake a smile and I've been doing that pretty well. If you'd never seen my scars you would never have guessed that they were there in the first place. I've made some magnificent friends but I feel like I'm betraying them because the me that they are friends with is entirely fake. But very recently I've met someone. He is stunning, unique, flawed, talented, and a bit confused, but he is beyond perfection to me. He is sweet and kind and makes me happier than anyone else ever has. I find him occupying my thought every second of the day and I don't know how I feel about it. I don't want him to hurt me, and from what I have heard, there is a good chance that he might, but I find my self so intoxicated by the thought of him that I can't keep myself away. I might just love him.

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WHAT THE FRICKLE FRACKLE IS WRONG WITH TUMBLR???

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Blood and Ink

Blood and Ink, always at war, One told me to hurry, to lock my door, One would drown the other, The other would drown me, Wholly I was covered, in Blood and Ink.

With Heaven one the outside, and Hell within numb veins, I try to cut the devil out, and ignore the pain, The Blood would pour, The Ink would cry, The Ink would smudge, the Blood would dry.

Somehow among the sea of red, The Ink bled through, when left for dead, Somewhere among the anxiety and stress, The Ink fell in love, With the Bloody mess.

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I always have two tabs open on my laptop: Facebook and Thinspo. I can be talking to my friends on fb like everything’s fine while I’m destroying myself on the next tab and they have absolutely no idea.

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☁Following back☁

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That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second.

read that, again. 

things I need to beat into my brain

(via nicotinas)

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With everyone I want to hang out with its more like $4,000 plus ticket shipping prices.

"wanna hang out? when are you free?"

i’m never free, $25 per hang out session please.

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I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.