I’m becoming more silent these days. I’m speaking less and less in public. But my eyes, god damn, my eyes see everything.

-(via ora-le)

  • Family: *insults my weight*
  • Family: *insults my interests*
  • Family: *insults my friends*
  • Family: *insults my music*
  • Family: *judges me constantly*
  • Family: you're being so rude why aren't you spending time with us


I just want to be skinny, i just want to be skinny, i just want to be skinny, forgive me if i try too hard.




It’s so sad that some of the loveliest and kindest people dislike themselves a lot



I don’t need reassurance 
because I am insecure 
I don’t need to hear, “I love you”
because I’m forgetful 
I need reassurance because 
seasons change, 
minds change, 
hearts change. 
I need to hear, “I love you”
because one day
you won’t. 


dating me means dating my anxiety and my random spouts of depression it means dating my panic attacks at 11pm or 2 am or 5am or anytime of the day for that matter it means dating my mood swings where i get really upset over everything about me and all my insecurities and how i’m not good enough because i’m never good enough


No one….