sometimes I feel like the only reason I’m alive is because I have .01% of hope that things will get better.
before you date a girl with a mental illness, remember: saying, “you’re beautiful” won’t balance the chemicals in her brain.
and don’t fucking say, “i’ll be here for you, no matter what,” if you don’t mean it.
don’t think you’re fixing her by saying, “i love you.” because you’re not
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All of it, but mostly the bolded
I found this really cool headband in Nicoles drawer
Benji that is my bra
can we talk about how these people are perfect and you should go follow them right now?
Every time i see this i think of this:
oh I think of this
love has honestly fucked me up. don’t get me wrong, there can be moments when love is the most beautiful thing in this world & the closest thing you can ever get to magic. but I feel as if most of the time, its a living hell. love is beautiful when he’s laying next to me with my head on his chest & he’s tracing my back with his fingertips. but its hell when he cheated on me & I got so wasted when I found out that I couldn’t remember my own name, where I was, or who anyone else was. it was miserable when I caught him texting other girls & saying he wanted to be with them. I felt my heart shatter into ten million pieces. I remember not being able to get off the bathroom floor & I was screaming for help because I didn’t understand how someone that could claim to love you could hurt you so bad. it wasn’t beautiful when he left me & took my heart & sanity with him & I got home from school after I saw him walking out holding hands with another girl & my insides collapsed & I couldn’t breathe & I took pills because I just wanted to die & I ended up in the hospital. but looking into his eyes sure was magical.
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Getting into a relationship with me means I will put up with your shit. I will tell you I’m fucking pissed off at you but that doesn’t mean I will break up with you. I will tell you you are an asshole but I still love you then prob not talk to you for a few hours. I get into a relationship knowing there’s good AND bad days. And im willing to get through it with you on all days
my relationship in one post
Everyone who suffers from social anxiety needs a friend who will
- help them order food when it’s too scary
- walk with them through crowded places
- help them laugh it off when they make a mistake
- not get tired of answering “no, you’re not annoying, silly goose! You’re adorable and I love you” no matter how many times it’s needed
and if you’re that friend, bless u for being fab <3
this is too accurate
I didn’t know pain until the day I lost you for good. that’s the time I lost myself. I lost myself after I got high & I was relaxed & everything was just a huge blur. I lost myself the time I got drunk enough that I couldn’t say my own name. I lost myself the night I popped so many pills, I couldn’t see straight & I fell down the stairs & laughed about it. everything was okay all those time. I didn’t remember you. but when I wake up & I come back to reality, I remember you. you’re there & I’m here. & we’re no longer together. that’s when I lose it.
If you find a girl that is willing to go through hell just to keep the relationship going, you really shouldn’t take her love for granted.
Going through hell for someone and in return being taken for granted was the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced. Never. Again.
the last time I went to the hospital for suicidal thoughts & actions was march of this year. & ever since I went there, I was happy. I thought my depression went away somehow.
yet, it’s 2:30 in the morning & I’m thinking of hurting myself. taking the pills. taking a blade across my skin. I just hate myself too much.
& to be honest, I don’t have a purpose in this world.
& there’s not a single person that would miss me if I left.
And I miss you so fucking much you fucking asshole(via m—e—m—e—n—t—o)
& today you now have a kid with another girl & you’ve completely forgotten about me.
& here I am, thinking of you.
And today I don’t know how to even say hey