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bonycage · 5 months
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I look at others and I feel so sad for myself. I’m just existing. And they are living. They are able to move on and get ahead in life but all I do is stay stuck in the past and suffer
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bonycage · 5 months
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Dear diary...
I wish I could at least take a break from this body.
I can't stand it.
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bonycage · 5 months
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My problem is I never healed I just kept going
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bonycage · 5 months
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“Mental illness has ruined my fucking life, don’t ever tell me that it’s a choice.”
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bonycage · 5 months
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My problem is me. I can’t socialize for shit. All i do is self sabotage. There is something wrong with me that no one can fix.
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bonycage · 5 months
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I'm sad; not the kind of sad that fades away next week or next month. The kind of sad that shows up one day ten years ago out of the blue and seems to stick with you. The kind you cannot seem to shake. The kind that no one ever talks about.
— Lynette Simeone
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bonycage · 5 months
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you know? https://www.instagram.com/p/CfPPA53JhLi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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bonycage · 5 months
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i dont understand
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bonycage · 5 months
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bonycage · 5 months
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Dear diary...
Pretending nothing is wrong can be so exhausting sometimes.
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bonycage · 9 months
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bonycage · 9 months
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does anyone else just get so depressed and slightly suicid@l around their birthday??
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bonycage · 10 months
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lets get this healing
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bonycage · 11 months
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bonycage · 11 months
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Tired of this body..
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bonycage · 1 year
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bonycage · 1 year
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I'll be happy when I have a thigh gap. I'll be happy when my chest is smaller. I'll be happy when my stomach is flat and I have outlines of abs. I'll be happy when my arms are thinner. I'll be happy when my collar bones stick out. I'll be happy when my jawline is prominent. I'll be happy when my cheekbones are sharp and when my fingers are slender.
Losing weight is the only cure to my self hatred, and no one can convince me otherwise.
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