I can barely breathe

I struggle with depression and eating disorders. I don't want to freak out the people in my life and make them feel guilty so I made this my private place.
I also write about hope and happiness because not everyday is terrible just like not everyday is great.
I'm trying to find the beauty in me.

30th May 2012

I don’t have a reason to wake up. Or go to school. Or be with my family. Or anything.
Or have friends.
I don’t have anyone.
Anyone close.
I hate myself. I hate myself for skipping school all the time and sleeping and fuck my life.
I want to kill myself.
I want to die.
I want to just starve.
I hate myself.
My ugly stupid fucking self.

If you have ever taken a razor blade to that beautiful body of yours, skipped one or more meals, cried yourself to sleep because you never thought you were good enough, attempted any sort of self harm, had thoughts of taking your own life, or actually tried it, HONESTLY reblog this.

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30th May 2012 | 46,075 notes

vid:

this.

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30th May 2012

“I cut myself today, to see if I still feel.”
Hurt by Johnny cash is seriously one of the prettiest songs I’ve ever heard.

29th May 2012 | 4,462 notes

watch-me-bleed:

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29th May 2012 | 95,268 notes

Have you ever read something that killed you inside?

Like a text message or someone’s status. Everything was going fine until you accidentally came across something you didn’t want to read. Or found out something you were better off not knowing. It’s almost as if it was posted just to purposely hurt you. But you constantly read it over and over again to torture yourself. It sucks how one little thing can ruin your whole day.

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