Hi, I'm Stella.

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i’m so mentally exhausted it’s unreal

I’m reblogging Playboy. Somebody stop me. 

Even Playboy wants men to stop screaming at women on the street. When the pinnacle of female objectification is telling you you’re being a sexist pig, maybe for real you’re being a sexist pig. (I mean, women have been telling you you’re a sexist pig for catcalling for a long time, but then again, they’re *women* so their opinions don’t count. Now a magazine for men has acknowledged it so LISTEN UP.)

Even Playboy wants men to stop screaming at women on the street.  That needed to be repeated.  Even Playboy.

Its like i have to give people reasons not to hurt me. If you care about me, i shouldnt have to plead my case.

Sometimes there aren’t any words that come when I feel the overwhelming urge to cut. Nothing forms but anger and hatred and the heaviness that I want to cut away. Most of the time there is more pain that rises and swells inside of me before the cut even begins.

“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald