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This is absolutely terrifying. Just look at it, it is so real and astonishing. You need to reblog this. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging orange, teenage girls with vans on. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging vintage or photography. This is real. You can even see the fury in his eyes. The tense muscles in between his fingers. The heavy breathing.
I used to smile. I never used to worry how I looked or what people thought. I was happy. I used to have motivation to do things. I used to talk…… I am now lost.
I never smile. I always worry how I look or what people think. I am never happy. I don’t have motivation to do anything anymore. I like the isolation.
BE CAREFUL OF WHAT YOU SAY TO SOMEONE BECAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH ONE LITTLE WORD CAN SHATTER SOMEONE’S WORLD…
I used to smile. I never used to worry how I looked or what people thought. I was happy. I used to have motivation to do things. I used to talk…… I am now lost.
I never smile. I always worry how I look or what people think. I am never happy. I don’t have motivation to do anything anymore. I like the isolation.
i dont know really, i dont know much. im just so tird. so just done with having to be the one that will get screamed at for 3 days strait. i mean does that fix problems? yelling at me, yeah totaly fixes problems. their has been so much bad stuff that has happened the past few days, im just so tird. sometimes, i just really wont to die, i just really wont to end my life, but i mean, how can i? i have a disabled brother here who i cant just leave. i cant just let him go.
if their is a God up their, i hope he can save me. i just wish sometimes that someone would actualy care. would actualy be like yeah i understand and not just pretend but actualy care. is careing so hard for people these days? im always their for these few people in my life, no matter what but when im breaking, when i just wont to cut so badly, who is their? no one but me.
im scard to go to this christian youth get away in 2 weeks. im such an outcast their. i dotn fit in. i dont even really know why i go their. its a wast of my time and everyone elses. its not like they even care. their 2 faced. i just dont care.
im just so done…
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