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“Ahí sentado bebiendo consideré la idea del suicidio, pero sentí un extraño cariño por mi cuerpo, por mi vida. A pesar de sus cicatrices y marcas, me pertenecían. Me miraría en el espejo del armario y sonriendo burlonamente diría: si te vas a ir de esta vida, puedes llevarte a ocho, diez o veinte contigo.”
Charles Bukowski
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Y nuevamente, las estrellas brillaron para ti. Los sentimientos fueron escuchados, pero jamás por tus oídos. El cielo lloró conmigo, pero tú no pudiste verlo. La luna presenció mi sonrisa mientras te escribía, pero el sol no pudo hacerlo. Las palabras mudas jamás llegarán a oídos sordos y el comercial de un cereal jamás será visto por un ciego. El sol se va a desintegrar un día, pero no podrás presenciarlo. Sin embargo, espero ahora mismo, estés sonriendo.
It's been a while since I don't feel as ugly as now.
I really thought that I was doing fine finally, I thought everything's going well, I believed that I wasn't sick anymore.
The voice in my head shut up for a long time, I was eating again without worrying about calories, without the calculator in my head. I stopped worrying about the exercise, stopped looking myself I'm mirror every fucking moment just to see my ugly body. I stopped feeling insecure wearing my school uniform or wearing any clothe.
But since some days I felt it again. I started to love the feeling of being hungry. I started to miss that feeling and the sensation of feeling beautiful every time I was hungry. I started to exercise a lot all the days, without rest. I started to count calories again and started to feeling insecure in all that I wear.
I think I'm falling again and I can't stop it. I can't do anything now and I'm very scared and angry with me bc I was doing fine and now I fall down again.
I just wanted to tell you, guys. Thanks.
You broke my heart because of me.
You broke my heart.
And the worst is that you don't give a fuck about it.
You said a lot of excuses, you said it always was my fault; it was always me.
So I thought, what about you? What about all the thing you've done? What about all the promises you broke? What about the fake love you gave me?
After a while of overthinking I realized it was my fault, and maybe now you're asking why... It was my fault because I felt really love for you. So yeah, you were right; you broke my heart because of me.
But, at the end of the day, I know that I gave you all of me, all the best, so you can't never say that I was the one that got away.
Qué onda con esa gente que se dicen ser tus "súper amigos/mejores amigos" pero solamente te hablan cuando necesitan de ti o no tienen a nadie con quién hablar; pero cuando tú necesitas de ellos o simplemente quieres hablar/conversar te ignoran y te responden cuando se les da la gana (ah, pero cualquier cosa mínima vienen corriendo a llorarte). Que les jodan.
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WHO IS HE? PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME
¿Cómo decirle que me gustaba?
Pero, ¿cómo decirle que estaba rompiendo mi corazón? ¿cómo decirle que me estaba haciendo daño sin siquiera saberlo? Buscaba la forma correcta para decirle que parara, que se detuviera ya, pero... no sabía cómo decirle sin tener que confesarle aquella gran verdad. No sabía cómo explicarle que rompía mi corazón de forma lenta cada vez que me hablaba de alguien más; cómo explicarle que para mí él era el único y no existía nadie más. Y sí, dolía cuando, sin tener que decirlo de forma directa, me dejaba en claro que sólo era una amiga más y que nunca tendríamos oportunidad.
Quiérete. Ámate.
No todas las chicas se maquillan porque son "feas."
No tod@s l@s chic@s hacen ejercicio para agradar a los demás.
No todos empiezan a cambiar para "encajar" en la sociedad.
No todos estudian para demostrar a sus familiares que sí son "alguien."
No, gente. Algunas personas hacen las cosas para sí mismas. Para sentirse mejor consigo mismos. Porque se quieren. No todo gira en torno a la sociedad.
Cutting
People think that if you cut your wrists it's because you want to have attention, but, did they know what we feel when we cut ourselves? Did they know how we are broken inside? No, right? So please, if you're one of those persons that criticize without knowing, STOP. You don't help, you only make the pain grow up. And yeah, you show how stupid you really are.
I've been hurt myself again.
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I'm not the best editing but I'm not the worst. Anyway, hope you like it.
My little story or idk.
Since I was a little girl, I was fat, ok. I was really fat, but nobody calls me like that, you know? My "friends" used to bully me because I walk and run from a different way, because my hair moves from side to side when I am walking, and bc my haunches move "too much". But, that's me, ok? That my fucking natural way of be. That's just me being natural without be a poseur girl, like they say. And, the funniest thing here is that like i've said, nobody calls me like that, but, my mom do.
Today, in the actuality, she stills calls me fat. Is still funny bc no one do, but she... Fuck it.
So, idk if this is funny for you, or sad, maybe, idk, but to me, it's funny and stupid bc I am not soooooo fat. I'm less than be an "in betweenie" girl.
And yeah, I just wanted to tell you, guys.
Hi, pls reblog if the any of following things are true to you, i ll try to follow as many of you as i can
- your aged between 13 & 16
- You are part of the lgbtq+ community
- you have a mental illness(s)
- You have suffered/ suffer with self harm, an ED.
I want to communicate and get to know more people in the community.
Tonight I want to cut myself again.
I want to feel the pain that the knife produces me.
I want to see the blood appearing of my wrist.
I want to prove myself that I'm alive.
I want to feel alive.
My tumblr is what the inside of my head looks like.
Chaos
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You have to work and do your best if you want to reach your goal. It's not easy, but at the end of the day, it's worth it.
It's a sign of the times.
"They told me that the end is near, we gotta get away from here."
