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you’re so DUMB

why do i always end up liking idiots

please make it stop

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you’re going to say something dumb that will ruin my social life and make things ten X worse, i don’t doubt it

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YOU’RE ACTUALLY A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH, OH JESUS.

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ew sometimes its hard to shake the feeling that no matter how crap i am, i could probably do better

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skinny-depression: this really, really gets to me. you see the blade up there, with wings. like it’s the savior and an angel coming when we need it the most. the open wrists releases dark emotions and dark powers and dark monsters that’s inside of us, that’s being let out when the angel, the blade, cuts the wrist open and makes it all better.  this photo is just way too powerful not to reblog. everything in this photo makes so much sense
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practically being force fed is fucking gay

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I think that the only reason Lauren (Felice Fawn) is ‘famous’ (for a lack of better words) is because of her ongoing struggle with anorexia.

Before she developed the disorder she was a normal girl.

If my situation got any worse I would probably be able to get lots of attention from being malnourished but I think its wrong that she practically glorifies the disorder.

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do you ever really wanna make out with loads of girls and get down with a tonne of boys

shame that i’m not single sometimes tbh

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gonks: I feel everything. From the bath water that’s slightly too cold, to the pain in that old man’s eyes as he walks through the street and wonders how he came to be so alone. I think such small and intricate thoughts; untouched blades, so dangerously sharp. These thoughts cut the deepest and yet a part of me craves to swim in a river of red. I want to watch myself bleed in the comfort of knowing I’m not alone and nor are the hidden droplets of life that no one else has thought to look for. That’s why shallow people are often so beautifully pristine - they are thinkers of common thoughts: blunt knives that cut no deeper into their smooth skin than the hands that caress their bodies.  Lonely are the sufferers.
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Lots of people I don’t really know are actually quite concerned about my safety.

I think I’ve been left a little out of the loop here… Things appear to be more serious than I originally though.

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