Thoughts...

blogsecret:

My secret isn’t that i’ve cried over a guy for a year straight, or that I had drug abuse, problems in school, a bad relationship with my father, body image issues, and social anxiety; My secret, that I wish everybody in the world could understand, is that things get better. That insecure,…

blogsecret:

I always wonder.. do my friends really like me or do they just pretend?

blogsecret:

Its more than “depression.” Its more than a “manic moment.” Its more than a “mood swing.”
Its so much more.

Sitting alone in a dark room with nothing to shield you from those god forbidden thoughts. That’s what it is. Its thoughts and feelings manifesting themselves into a ravenous creature, ready to strip away at your flesh, if only to savor the taste of epidermis. Its a cancer that slowly eats away at you until there’s little to nothing left, and keeps it that way to prolong misery. Its having hundreds of starving piranhas digging their sharp claws into your body time after time after time until all that was your body is nothing more than a jagged, torn, sheet of linen. Its the slowest of poisons, shutting every piece of your insides down just quickly enough for you to remember what the lack of prior sensation is - or was. A poison that always saves the best for last. A poison that starts, but never finishes. 

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I haven’t heard from you all day, Idk I called your brother said you went out its okay I suppose just wish I heard from you…

Stuck at home nothing to do, nobody to chill with this sucks. Guess I should sleep have work again tomorrow morning I feel so old…

fuckyeahragetoons:

how i feel when i get to work in the morning

fuckyeahragetoons:

how i feel when i get to work in the morning