I dont even know what the fuck I thought. That someone like you could ever care about me, think about me or at least for once call me yours? It surprises me how stupid I am, it seems that my stupidity gets worse day by day. All the conversations we had, all the words, little ‘games’, smiles, cries, laughts, the little blushes. Was it just me? I didnt make it up, I know, I read the...
me: wow I'm fat
me: maybe I look ok
me: I AM PERFECT THE WAY I AM
me: I'm fucking disgusting I'm losing weight now
me: I am more than just my weight!
me: who the fuck cares about anything
me: I AM SO FAT.
me: idk curves are beautiful i am beautiful
me: i hate myself
It sometimes scares me, how everything changed in past year. I would never believe. Never. If I wouldn’t go through all that. I still sometimes what to close my eyes, and die, just dissapear. But I don’t slice my arms anymore. And I don’t carry razor blades with me everywhere. I’m not scared anymore. I’m not scared that I’m not going to make it through the day....
Dying is something you have no control over. Why waste your life being afraid of...– k-pax
Anonymous asked: Definitely go back to college. At least for a general studies if not more.
I think I’m again back to tumblr. I need to update everything, but I will do it tomorrow :). Does anyone fancy a story why I was away, and what has changed in my life? :)