#true and honest

[eyfay]

Never faked my "I miss you" and "I love you", Only thing I faked is "I'm Okay".

[removrrr]

Romantic!!!

[prettykittybxtch]

🖍️🖤 red to match the blood of my enemies

[shiftythrifting]

[sassywiththesas]

Your presence is my medicine for my everyday problems, your voice is my melody in the loudness, your eyes are my peace in the world of darkness.

-sassy

[rqbossman]

Hello Alex! It is lovely to see you here. How are the horrors treating you?

I always found humans more troubling if I'm honest.

[cartoondrawer]

A certain ship is starting to grow on me..cough cough..ehm.

[itsnotmehuman]

LET'S GET DRUNK AND TELL EACH OTHER ALL THE THINGS WE ARE NOT BRAVE ENOUGH TO SAY SOBER.

[ezbecomestiny]

My favourite kind of emptiness is evening & night - it makes me feel like a fairy, like I could float away like a balloon

It’s my safe

[removrrr]

[prettykittybxtch]

What picture of yourself do you like best?

Always the last one 🥰

[gloriousgalaxycollection]

Lead me off this cliff

I feel helpless, my hands tied under your admiring gaze. They’re bleeding from being roped in by your heart, bleeding from all the little cuts of your ignorance. I cannot be your dream when I’m writhing in pain.

You would read that and be offended, feel betrayed, but this isn’t about you. This is about the rope breaking my hands, about the silence I was sworn to, about the truth, about what I have been bred and raised for. This is about the fact that there’s nothing wrong with that. Your protection and shielding have inflicted more damage on me than when I almost got run over by a car when I was twelve, more than when I’d drink myself into a frenzy to forget that my hands were tied. Now I’m on my knees, begging you to slow down, that my arms are straining with trying to keep up with the rope. That I would run and leap and break every single bone in my legs if I could to follow you, but that my head hurts from all the times I threw it against a wall. It hurts from when I would get dizzy just sitting up. That I can’t think hard enough to force my legs to move faster. That I can’t force my arms to bend so that they can stretch out more to reach you, to reach your assuredness, to reach your resilience, to reach your sensitivity.

Don’t you get it?

My soul died that day. I told you that. I meant that. I was yelling, and I never yell. I became someone I’m not because I died that day. And ever since then, I’ve felt like a lifeless corpse. I feel nothing and everything, and I hope I fall off this cliff you’re dragging me over before you realize it.

[trip9love]

Current mood

[icarusredwings]

Going to therapy in a new fit and my stuffed animal. No one can match my confidence in this place. My therapist will throw hands if you make fun of my dog and elaborate outfit.

I got new boots, new roots, and new problems, move it or loose it.

Sing it Nancy!

[old-habits-that-give-control]

ROMANTICISING ED

I understand why we do it.

It's a way to deal with it and not feel as miserable as we would if we couldn't romanticise it.

But if you are someone who actually WANTS to have an ed or thinks it's a way to just loose weight fast,

Let me tell you about the experiences I had so far these past weeks because of my ed.

(for context I don't have it since day one but it's kind of a weird thing where it started when I was like 12 and every few years my ed comes back worse than before)

My experiences:

- the feeling when seeing I dropped weight is rewarding

- looking in the mirror and starting to actually enjoy what I see

- saving money with groceries

- having to eat less to get full because the stomach will get smaller if you eat less for a while

- looking at other people wishing that was me

- looking in the mirror and acknowledging that I am not fat but too fat for my liking

- afraid of social events where I am supposed to have fun because there is gonna be a meal to eat together

- afraid to visit my boyfriend who I love dearly because his parents will feed me

- afraid to visit my parents and family because I am scared I won't be able to avoid getting fed. Same with visiting friends

- had a fight with my boyfriend because I refused to eat the food we usually eat together when we can see each other because it has too many calories.

- drinking alcohol and purposefully purging because I feelt bad about the calories(also to avoid a hangover) and I ended up throwing up blood

- gaining weight again despite everything and feeling like a failure even tho it's completely normal. Your body won't always weight the same at any time of the day

- not being able to go on cute ice-cream or restaurant dates with my boyfriend...

- I can't eat bread... I know this sounds like nothing. But I live in Germany and rarely really appreciated a good bread with butter or a simple small block of cheese. It got so bad I cryed today because I am too scared to eat bread even tho my heart misses it so much.

- having no appetite but being in pain because of an empty stomach.

- stomach and brain being confused. Starving at one moment and feeling numb the other moment.

- experiencing nightmares about being heavier than I actually am

- being scared shirtless about loosing my hair because since I was small I was always proud of my thick Hispanic hair. Loosing that would be like loosing a part of me. (I once shaved my hair off and I didn't mind but there is a difference between shaving it off and actually going bald with no return)

I am not trying to pull you away from anything. That is not my place.

If you suffer from an ed I am sorry and I hope you will be able to recover when you are ready for it. I know recovery can only happen if you are ready for it and not be forced.

And if you just want to loose weight "the easy way" or something please think about the alternatives you have.

[voparwave69]

My boyfriend suggested I make my cars license plate say CODMODE because he loves gamzeew cod piece. Should I do this