hopeinrecovery:

surviv0ur:

allowing-happiness:

submit-to-the-silence:

hopeinrecovery:

raise one of your pinkies right now and promise me you WILL NOT cut yourself, burn yourself, take those pills, hit yourself, starve yourself, binge, purge, restrict, pick up the blade, pick up anything that triggers you to hurt yourself, put that gun to that beautifully unique head of yours.
do it. do it because you are so much more than everything that is hurting you, everything urging you to hurt yourself. i have so much faith in you. stay strong. you can get through this. breathe. go for a walk. listen to music really loud. drink tea. pet your cat. clean your room. paint your nails. play your guitar. scream into your pillow. draw a picture of something that make you happy. make a list of all the reasons to live. visit a positive tumblr blog and look through every post until you feel the urges decrease. talk to your best friend. call your best friend. call someone you haven’t spoken to in a while and catch up. update your iTunes library. find new music. cuddle with your dog. cuddle with your boyfriend/girlfriend.
remember that you are loved. no matter how much you think otherwise. YOU ARE.

This is honestly so fucking beautiful.

this just came on my dash.. The second I was about to cut… :-/

SAMMY WAHL YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE YOU.

I LOVE YOU BEAUTIFUL ^^^ AJSFDLADJFSLKSA MY POST WAS ON MY DASH IM REALLY HAPPY
hopeinrecovery:

surviv0ur:

allowing-happiness:

submit-to-the-silence:

hopeinrecovery:

raise one of your pinkies right now and promise me you WILL NOT cut yourself, burn yourself, take those pills, hit yourself, starve yourself, binge, purge, restrict, pick up the blade, pick up anything that triggers you to hurt yourself, put that gun to that beautifully unique head of yours.
do it. do it because you are so much more than everything that is hurting you, everything urging you to hurt yourself. i have so much faith in you. stay strong. you can get through this. breathe. go for a walk. listen to music really loud. drink tea. pet your cat. clean your room. paint your nails. play your guitar. scream into your pillow. draw a picture of something that make you happy. make a list of all the reasons to live. visit a positive tumblr blog and look through every post until you feel the urges decrease. talk to your best friend. call your best friend. call someone you haven’t spoken to in a while and catch up. update your iTunes library. find new music. cuddle with your dog. cuddle with your boyfriend/girlfriend.
remember that you are loved. no matter how much you think otherwise. YOU ARE.

This is honestly so fucking beautiful.

this just came on my dash.. The second I was about to cut… :-/

SAMMY WAHL YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE YOU.

I LOVE YOU BEAUTIFUL ^^^ AJSFDLADJFSLKSA MY POST WAS ON MY DASH IM REALLY HAPPY
lovequotesrus:

EVERYTHING LOVE
fue-go:

literally me.
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onedaywewilllookback:

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lol yes
yourbabekylie:

 
gnarly:

forever

When you see it, REBLOG IT.

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  • Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743
  • Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438
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i love getting messages more than anything else okay i don’t even care what the message says but just the fact that someone took the time out of their day to send me a message makes me want to sing walking on sunshine and bake chocolate chip cookies

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insecure-starving:

oh my god.
this is exactly how I feel.
I could never have said it better myself.
wow.

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if he does, my boyfriend will realize how truly fucked up I really am for once.
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