February 2012
acid-roses:
If words could kill, I´d spell out your name.
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Oh well
I have completely lost myself. I can’t even feel anything. My face is numb. A friend of mine is thinking of killing herself and I can’t even see it. I could see it earlier, but now it’s gone. Everything is gone. I don’t feel anything.
It’s all gone, so before I retreat into depression and cut myself, I’m going to sleep. I don’t need another scar. Pretty...
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thesameglassbelljar:
Being “borderline” feels like eternal hell. Pain, anger, confusion, hurt, never knowing how I’m going to feel one from minute to the next. Hurting, because I’m hurting those who I love. Feeling misunderstood. “a victim of society’s low tolerance for deviant behaviour”. Analysing everything. Anxiety. The voices are so dominant, and I feel at war with myself. I don’t...
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I am confused
I have never existed. I have had no past life. I have no friends or family. I am simply a vessel without thoughts. My mind is empty. I feel nothing. It is stagnant. Life is stagnant. I am so confused. Where did everything go? It always leaves me. I cannot bring myself to care.
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I haven't been eating much, I don't think
I can’t tell. It seems like a lot, but upon retrospection maybe it’s not. The only reason I know is because when I eat, I never get full. My stomach wails at me. But it is not in a binging way, but rather a cry for help. Real help. Like my stomach is begging me to nourish it.
But I have been eating. I’ve been trying to lose weight for when I go to Europe next year. I call it...
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Everything Burns - Ben Moody
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