they once was alive
then came the thoughts of hatred
in the way of tongue
Hi guys, uhm, I think that I’m not going to use this blog this much anymore and it might get deleted.
Please if you followed it would be so nice if you could follow my friend’s blog?
It’s called hiddenrealitybombs on here. hiddenrealitybombs.tumblr.com
so my friend messaged me today.
"i threw them all away."
I hope you care when my wrists start burning in the middle of the night.
"like have you ever felt something inside you that like, it was dropping and dropping but it never hit the bottom?"
“and you just want to scream or something because you can’t get out?”
“that’s what depression feels like to me. it feels like the end is nearing but it never comes.”
:: This blog may be triggering to recovering, past, or current depressed/suffering from a disorder person. I’m not trying to influence this. This blog is for my personal reasons and I hope you respect that. ::
Anonymous said: And until then, I'm here. I love you, you ARE strong. And you ARE a great person. You CAN get through this.
I love you too.
Anonymous said: You are perfect. I love you so much, you're my inspiration and you give up, I'm giving up as well. Please don't ever give up. I'm always here to talk to. You ARE skinny and pretty and just perfect. Everything will get better, but it may be a while.
idk, even before i didn’t eat i didn’t eat breakfast
it’s not like i’m not eating at all, i just don’t eat breakfast or lunch.
i ate too much today, so i might accidentally “get sick”