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tardisblueangeleyes:

i don’t know
how anyone could ever
truly love me.
i am a cynic,
a self destructive wreck.
how can someone love
me, when i hate how much
i hate myself?

i am so worried about others judging me,
but really i am the worst critic.
any beauty present is lost in the dark,
and i am drowning
in pitch black sadness.

maybe love would save me,
but how will i ever know?
how can i love another
if i can’t even love myself.
why would they stay,
when someone like me
doesn’t deserve them?
—c.h.

This.

thelatestkate:

No, I’ll be too busy doing.. something else. other than that. sorry.

miss-morland:

It’s probably safe to say the anxiety is back.

I’ve got my pens out again.

Welcome back, fucker.

kalifornia-teenagers:

Well I already knew I had anxiety but

kalifornia-teenagers:

Well I already knew I had anxiety but

missenyaface:

So done with life.

Just threw up from a panic attack.

Fucking hate my life

Pretty much my life..

annchen005:

Bitch please auf We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/81127272/via/misaminarova