I could be doing so many things…I should go write Christmas cards for friends, I could get ready for tomorrow, I could tidy my room, curl my hair, but I can’t…I don’t have any fags left and doing absolutely anything right now makes me want to curl up and die. I feel like shit today, I was happy…
The voice in your head is just you it’s not the world so don’t treat it as such. don’t let yourself take you down and don’t let the world take you down but instead lift yourself up and let the world lift you up. Don’t beat yourself when you are laying down cuzz of the fact that you are laying down cuzz that’s where you end up when you get beat down and there’s nothing wrong with staying down for a while just as long as you don’t keep yourself down. You don’t need to get up, you don’t need to do anything but you want to get up so get up!
even if you don’t matter to the world, you do matter to yourself but usually we all matter to someone or did or will.
and if you told the world it might care cuzz I do and I’m a part of it
Im really depressed.. I have been for 4 years now, and it sucks. The suicidal thoughts are getting stronger and stronger everyday. I have scars on my arm to remind me how close i got to dying on those sad nights. Everytime I cut it got deeper and deeper. I made a promise to God a month ago not to cut ever again. I’ve kept that promise ever since, but now the urge to cut is getting stronger. People at school hate me. My family acts like they hate me… They probably do. I’m a depressed, angry girl that cuts and has suicidal thoughts… Whats not to hate?.. I can honestly say I’m at the point where I’m wondering why God created me. Sometimes I think that he just created me to be an empty space. A joke. No special qualities. No friends. Nothing. No feelings. I not only have nightmares at night, now I’m living in one. The worst part of my life is every night I pray that I wont wake up. That I’ll just die. But then the next morning I wake up and cry. I Hate My Life right now. I wish I would just go back to being a child. With no worries. No pressure at all. I wish I never grew up. I am 15 years old and my depression started when I was 11. I hate every minute of life.
Just wanted to say hi, I don’t hate you but I don’t know you but I wouldn’t mind to get to know you ^_^ sorry about your depression all I can say for now but seems liek you are doing great with the not cutting. don’t think about why you are here just think about what you wanna do while you are.
(via imgTumble)Honestly who wouldn’t reblog this.
Everyone should reblog this without hesitating
dying-is-easier-than-surviving:
I just want to see who would date somebody with self harm scars..
always.
i would
I would too but people who does it always ask this so my question to all the self-harmers is why do you think people wouldn’t date you cuzz of your scars?
scars are just scars a small part of who we are I wouldn’t think any less of anyone with that, wouldn’t be ashamed or think it was disgusting it’s not the scars who are the problem it’s the reason why you do it that is, so don’t be afraid to date :) scars are a part of you but not who you are that is on the inside
MY ASK IS ALWAYS OPEN :)
TODAY YOU’RE THE BEST AROUND
