She's proud of herself but she won't tell you why. It's been almost a week since she last even tried. But the voices won't stop and today they won. Will she go for a razor or end it all with a gun. After hours of crying and arguing with herself. She gives in and opens the hidden box on the shelf. Overwhelmed with emotions she selects her blade. Oddly delighted with the choice she's made. So once again she takes a razor to her vein. And without even flinching or feeling no pain. Well there is pain of course but it's mistaken for praise. She is lacking in judgement because the feeling of daze. She sits there emotionless blood pouring from her wrist. Giving into the feeling she so long resist. A smile crosses her face as it spills down her arm. She's caught up in the evil we know as self harm.
I’m ready for autumn so that I can wear comfortable sweaters, plaid, and boots while drinking tea or hot coco by a slightly opened window. To be able to look up and see a swoosh of air carrying colorful leaves all around me. To wake up in the morning with a small chill in the air, wrap myself up in my blanket, and layer my clothes with scarves and beanies. Then after the day is done, eat my worries away in a slice of pumpkin pie.
Best response to the “are you on your period?” question goes to Leonardo DiCaprio
and still no Oscar
you wrote your name on my heart in permanent marker but only let me write on yours in pencil
“It is an amazing feeling any time people want to talk about my voice. All I ever wanted to do was sing” (x)
my anonymous friend sent me this and i thought this was really beautifulthis
it’s literally scary how much this post is me
I like how sweden just decided one day that gender is fucking bullshit so they got a gender neutral pronoun and stopped separating boy clothes and girl clothes and have pictures of spiderman pushing a baby stroller in a toy magazine why isn’t every country like sweden
you push that stroller sassy spiderman!
you fight those bad guys girlfriend!
you style that hair lil’ dude!
and in that moment, i swear we all wanted to be swedish.