février 2012
I don’t think I have the capacity to be loved because I’m so thoroughly dead inside.
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I sort of want to die and I don’t want anyone to stop that happening so like maybe if I never ever eat my body will shut down and that would be really really nice and this is dumb I’m just super tired.
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I tried to explain to someone what it was that I hated about myself and all I could say was ‘I’m fat and dumb and a bad bad person’ but it sounds so trivial like that. Imagine the person you hate the most in the whole world- not the person who hurt your best friend or the teacher who gave you bad marks or the dumb boy who dumped you but the person who makes your skin crawl...
Anonyme a demandé : what's your goal weight?
you-are-l-o-v-e-l-y:
I thought that I couldn’t get any more fat and repulsive but I suppose I was wrong
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Look at me, all padded out and plated up by musk and pink skin and fluffy sound proofing. You can’t hear the groaning from my tree-root core. I wake in grayscale now. The sun’s boiled my acrylic paint shell and dried up my words and I have no more excuses for who I was or who I am except an echo that will never hold the volume of my remorse. The weight of my faults is too much for my dead...
yup yup why am i alive no i don’t know either.
someone roll me off a cliff like a big pudgy tyre.
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