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Some things you should remind yourself daily

  • Your tummy is great
  • You have really nice legs
  • You have a really beautiful face
  • Your hair looks rad
  • You’re good enough
  • Your body is 100% normal and acceptable.
  • It’s yours and you should decorate it how you want
  • You’re hella cute
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I’m not punishing you, I swear I’m not. I know I’m guarded and I’m shut off because I hate to let you see. We all have the potential inside us to fix ourselves and this is how I do it. I wish I had the word courage written in the fibres between my arteries and bravery written in the colour in my eyes. I wish I had a strength in my bones that could fix us both but I can’t and I wouldn’t know how. Words have a tendency to stick and if they’re going to keep you up all night, ricocheting in your brain, then here are the ones to keep. If you want me to talk to you, I’ll tell you this: There is this dreary pain that only heals with time. It never gives up from the moment it sinks in it’s teeth and draws blood until you’re weak and helpless and boneless on the floor. There is a force that makes you stand but there’s still a tremor that makes you weak at the knees. We have fire for hearts and ignition in our lungs, we just have to breathe. I don’t care what you’ve done because nothing could ever taint the version of you in my head where you tie up my ballet shoes then set me free to dance. Things are hard and I love you unconditionally, but that’s said too often to even mean a thing. So I’ll give you this instead, you once told me that I was your best friend when I was five and full of sunshine. I’m not five anymore and sunshine hides behind clouds but nothing else has changed. You will always be my best friend.

~Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via coldfeetonthekitchenfloor)

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1. When I walk into CVS, I know exactly where to find the band-aids. Four years of tearing yourself open and you get used to dragging yourself into your nearest drugstore with blood dripping down your sleeve while the employees pretend not to notice and smile at the wall behind you when they ring you up. 2. Swollen lips and sweaty “I love you’s” can make you feel again but god I don’t want to feel anything if it means having to sit there with my throat on fire while my ribs crack and splinter every part of my fucking body when he stops calling back. 3. I told my mother I wanted to fall in love and she told me she would start planning my funeral. 4. Words get trapped inside my chest and their edges cut into my heart. I wish I could just tell you how much I fucking miss you. I can’t stop bleeding. 5. My father always told me not to love someone with all of me because they’ll slam the door one night and forget to come home and they will take every fiber of my galactic being and leave me with nothing but the darkness in-between the stars. 6. There are plenty of ways to kill yourself, stick a gun to the back of your throat, fall asleep in the garage with the car on, jump into a river and let the rock in your chest where your heart used to be drag you to the bottom, smoke too many cigarettes, bleed yourself dry. I think the most effective way is kissing someone who’s name you will never be able to say without shaking. 7. You don’t drown in the ocean. You just become part of it. Your hair dissolves into waves, your lips turn to salt, your eyes melt into the sea. They say that drowning is peaceful but when I fell into you water rushed into my ribcage it was just a lot of choking and burning and thrashing and darkness. 8. When I told you I wanted you to fuck me I didn’t mean fuck me over. 9. Maybe you should come over. Maybe I should change the locks. I think I love you again. 10. I quit smoking because you could stop my hands from shaking just as well as a pack of cheap cigarettes but you rot my insides even worse.

My parents keep asking why I haven’t gotten out of bed in two weeks  (via extrasad)

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