B E C C A

I sip wine from a magnifying glass.

I’ve been through so much to become who I am now. I was that girl, constantly biting down on her lips, trying to control her self hatred. I hated myself from the inside out and I hated doing anything that made me happy. I felt like I was the most horrible person on the planet. I couldn’t go two weeks without tearing open my skin to remind myself I was alive. I met someone who kept constantly saying “You’re beautiful, stop it.” over and over to me whenever I put myself down. I was stubborn and always denied it. I woke up one day, but I can’t tell you exactly when, but all the darkness surrounding my thoughts like mist, disappeared. I could breathe and walk past a group of strangers without hating everything about myself. I stopped crying. I noticed how wonderful being alive is and just how simple things in life make it worth living. I threw away the blades and no more thoughts about wanting to hurt myself crossed my mind. Something in me finally fixed itself, after five cold, long years. So, it does get better. I fucking promise.

— Recovery is possible no matter what you think right now (via losingscarsandmymind)

(via communistbee)

unclefather:

how to kiss a boy

  1. grab his waist
  2. slip your hand in his pocket
  3. steal his wallet
  4. dont even kiss him
  5. just run

(via kianlawley)

spookyhella:

casually call people “human” to unsettle them and make them question what sort of being you are

(via dangerrae)

girlyghoul:

all i wanna do is get fucked n spoil the hell outta someone

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