Fuck…


I don’t think people realize the impact they can have on a person IF SOMEONE SAYS STOP OR NO YOU FUXKING STOP WHAT YOURE DOING WOW IM SO MAD WHO KNEW I WAS SO ANGRY I HATE ALL OF YOU ASSHOLES WHO THINK YOU HAVE THAT RIGHT


Sexual manipulation and abuse has completely damaged me… I don’t know what to do. I don’t know why I’m crying. I don’t know why I’m so upset over this.


I let people use me for their own fucking selfish needs and end up feeling completely violated and empty. They persist and I can’t say no and I try to make myself believe I’m okay with it, but on random nights like tonight I’ll find myself wanting to rip all of my insides out and become a new, pure, person. But I can’t. And I hate the fact that I let people manipulate and abuse me, and act like I don’t mind when it goes against everything I believe in just to fucking please them. I’m just making myself even more broken and damaged, but I don’t know how to stop… If this keeps going I may just go crazy.


gnostic-forest:

This is literally my favourite photo ever, like, just imagine that. Waking up to this view with a cuppa coffee in the morn… ahhhh. If I ever find a place like this, I will never leave.
eartheld:

mostly nature
earthflowur:

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"I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore."
Marguerite Duras, from Hiroshima, Mon Amour  (via squirrelfiend)

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eartheld:

eartheld:

shiftit:

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proverbialblindman:

Anxiety isn’t cute. Don’t act like you have it because if you want it, here. Have mine. Because it’s not fucking cute and I don’t want it.

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