You understand what it is to be a cutter.
You understand that it’s not for attention.
You understand that it’s a release.
You understand that the aim isn’t death.
You understand that feeling pain is easier than feeling numb or broken.
You understand that emotions can choke you.
Reblog if you’re not:
disgusted, horrified or look down on cutters…
Reblog if you really, truly, understand.
I haven’t posted in forever, been busy! I dumped my bf for trés complicated reasons. I was sad for awhile but then I kicked my ass into gear and moved on! Now I have a wonderful bf who loves me, gives me flowers, and takes me out. He’s my everything right now, but I miss my friends (you know who you are), I miss that interaction, the girl time and our crazy conversations. I miss all of it. I need a job. I survive on 80 dollars a month and its just not working out, I don’t know how to tell my parents without seeming ungrateful for the help they already give me. I can’t seem to find a job and my birthday seems so far away. I need a night out without having to worry about anything!
Have! I have all the books and movies :)
Her face contains all sorts of yes.
I’m so in love
19 years old.
Died from a Suicide attempt that left her brain dead. Her parents made the hardest decision of their lives by turning off her life support.
She had a Tumblr account with over 900 posts sharing her emotional turmoil, dealings with depression, loneliness & thoughts about her wanting to take her own life.
The only response she got, was insensitive assholes, like the majority of people on Tumblr, encouraging her to do it. She was bullied consistently.
Olivia attempted to kill herself every year in May 1st since 2008.
In May 2012, her short life came to an end.
I know most people can’t tolerate posts like Olivia’s, whom find it attention seeking.
My point to you people is…
Of course it’s attention seeking what else it?! People share that part of themselves over the Internet because they obviously feel they can’t talk to anyone they know nor do they think anyone would care.
All I want is for people to cut out the bullying & talk to people like Olivia.
A conversation to someone in desperation could save their life.
If people can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.
You never know…
What you say could be used to decide whether they live or die.
Even if youre a b&w blog, reblog this.
So I got my wisdom teeth removed.. And I’m dying lol :) looking forward to Mary and her boyfriend visiting tomorrow. :)
I am a free woman. Free to date, free to be single and enjoy life :) but I do miss the kissing, the weird chats. I miss the way he smells believe it or not. I want someone who can be open and honest about me and care enough to keep me around through any drama that would follow. Am I 17? Yes. Do I date older guys? Yes. Do I prefer older guys? Yes. But I’m almost 18, not much of a wait considering its only 6 months away. I want someone kind, funny but when needed serious, caring. I want someone that will actually take me out on dates, someone I’m attracted to, someone that will cuddle with me and kiss me and hug me. Someone that will say I’m beautiful (even when I know I look like shit). I want someone deep, someone that doesn’t mind just sitting with me. I want someone I can cuddle with without the necessity of “touching.” (you know what I mean). I want someone that won’t mind my eccentricities, I want someone who will deal with my sexual personality and not turn a relationship into sex, I want someone that will be honest with me, I want someone. I’m sick of waiting for these things, everyone says they’re out there somewhere, but I am just sooo impatient. I wish people would text me more.. I def need my friends :(
I have officially fucked myself over..
I feel bad for making him live a lie.. I have these doubts that maybe I’m not the only girl in his life. I’m happy but I feel selfish for making him live this way. Having to hide from his family is hard and gives us limited time together. I’m so lost right now…
Feeling a little lost..
I’m floating in a constant state of happiness and insecurity. I guess I have to get used to a bf that isn’t really cuddly, (for lack of a better word). Like I can understand it and I’m not angry about it, I just like it when they put their arm around you or just kind of brush their fingers down your hair. Shit like that. Of course, we only just started dating, so I’m not going to push anything or do anything that could quite possibly push him away. He has his reasons, (no, not answering that question, text if you want to know), and I understand completely. What makes me feel better is that he calls me cute, says I’m awesome, says I’m amazing and the best part? He will actually fart around me. It sounds weird I know, but don’t most guys you date always like walk away or kinda squeeze it out? I know all mine did.. But this one? Nope. Just let’s it out and calls it manly lol :) he’s amazing. I wouldn’t call it love, but I would call it extreme like. I just have this constant glow.. This constant feeling of floating from place to place. I could spend all my time with him and it’d be great! He’s everything I ever wanted and more! He even tells me I HAVE to do my chores.. o.0 like how weird is that? He treats me like an equal, doesn’t sensor himself around me and he always seems completely relaxed. He’s fun to talk to, he’s fun to just be around, he’s an amazing kisser and he just completes my circle of life lol :) school-work-homework-amazing boyfriend. On top of all this amazing glow, my ex is pissed. >:) that amazing satisfaction you get when you’re super happy and moved on… And he’s totally torn up about it! I see no reason for us gals to grovel and pine after someone who is bad for us, who dumps us, who doesn’t talk to us or see us. I’m standing up for my right as a woman to be happy. You should stand up for yours too! Okay, so for the insecurity. He’s a few years older than I am and he’s a lil reserved. I get that most people don’t like it, but it just drives me crazy sometimes…like I don’t know if he’s rethinking us or anything. I’ll see him sad, tired, etc. and wonder if it’s me. Oh well! Mighty night!
remindmewhoiamagain asked: What happened to your dad?
It’s a long story
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