A person’s tumblr tells a lot about them. It shows what kind of images they see in their head, who they love, who they hate, even what they think about other people.But most of all - has all the words they never said to people, all the words they couldn’t have said but should have said.

The hardest part of recovery is not wanting to recover.

this is really selfish but

Dear Future Daughter: 1) When you’re at some party, chain smoking on the roof with some strange girl with blue hair and exorbitant large dark eyes, ask her about her day. I promise you, you won’t regret it. Often times you’ll find the strangest of people have the most captivating of stories to tell. 2) Please, never mistake desire for love. Love will engulf your soul, whilst desire will emerge as acid, slowly making it’s way through your veins, gradually burning you from the inside out. 3) No one is going to fucking save you, anything you’ve read or heard otherwise is bullshit. 4) One day a boy is going to come along who’s touch feels like fire and who’s words taste like vanilla, when he leaves you, you will want to die. If you know anything at all, know that it is only temporary. 5) Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry’s and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who tells you differently.

I’m just fed up with feeling like shit for absolutely no reason at all

The stress is getting to me. My family hates me. Failing all my classes. My friends re just tired of me and slowly just walking away. I’m defiantly the disappointment here. People tell me it will get better. Just hang in there. This whole year. Was horrible. I can’t please anyone anymore. Im debating if I should pack my things and leave. Or if I should just keep suffering….?