- person: How are you?
- me: i literally have no idea
(via chillin-likeavillainnn)
I miss my scars
I miss the pain,
and how I couldn’t have a relaxing shower,
and how half my wardrobe was unbearable because they showed a centimetre of skin,
and how it itched and would rub against clothes then start bleeding at inappropriate moments like half way through a two hour class where I had to sit there pushing wool into my blood stream so no one could see,
and how it made me feel unattractive,
and how I slept in weird positions to avoid lying on raw scratches so ended up with a bad back,
and how noone knew what to say to me so I lost friends for no good reason,
….
Wait, why did I miss self harm?
— // I’m so sorry. (via yamisaurusrex)
empty-bottles-and-open-bibles:
The last thing
(via crushedhope)
La Dispute, Can I?
~Alternative Refuge~