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[ #differentwaystosayiloveyou ] ✨✨

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Don’t worry about me

I’m not worth the effort (via imaginary-wishes)

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Love has no labels

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Please stop me, from doing hurtful things, from shutting people out, from destroying myself, from feeling the sadness, from being negative. But at the same time. Please just let me, do hurtful things, isolate myself from everyone, destroy ever inch of my mind, feel the numbing sadness, be negative in every way.

It’s so conflicting, love and pain. (via thelost-wonders)

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I just can’t.

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This is a guest post by my wonderful friend and supporter.

—Jay

Hi! I’m an abuse survivor and I’ve had great success with grounding kits to aid in my recovery.

When I began using grounding kits, I was doing so to help with frequently experiencing extreme fear in...

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💎 jewels 💎

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🌱 my babies are growing 🌱

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i am 13 and my nickname is crazy, stealing sewing needles my mom never noticed. scratching parts of my skin that are harder to make bleed, the thicker the flesh, the more pressure you need. covered in jeans and jackets, no one will see. if they do, it was the cat, it wasn’t me. i am 14 and the boy i think i love calls me stupid for trying to kill myself. a rope and a tree isn’t enough when i don’t have the guts. next time i’ll do it, i’ll be ready. no if ands or buts. i am 15 and as empty as the beer bottles next to my father, i guess he looks for something at the bottom of them. kinda like i cut through my layers to find and kill the pain. neither of us have stopped searching, i do it in silence, he does it drinking, lurching. i am 16, young, and full of death.what’s there to live for when you’ve got nothing left? nothing’s got my attention to keep me awake, so i sleep, and sleep, to avoid the ache. i am 17 and sadness sits at the edge of my bed every night, we don’t argue anymore, i don’t put up the fight. i am 18 and not much has changed. but it will get better, i will get better…i can’t be this way forever, right? goddamn just tell me, get me through the sadness, the night.

i.c. // BETTER (via delicatepoetry)

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Mark and Misha

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