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Best friends 21st last night! Got heaps messy!
Sometimes I get bored and decide to take photos of myself.
holdonihearsomebodycomin: Sometimes I get bored and decide to take photos of myself.
Dunno what i’d do with myself without these girls!
Removing myself from fetlife and most other social media platforms were one of the better things I’ve done to myself. With Tumblr it’s not that easy since among all triggers are genuinely good people. I don’t know how to deal with that.
I’m trying to do nice things for myself! I will decorate my room with succulents! And learn how to pole dance! And get myself new nipple piercing jewelry!(Actually I need suggestions for the jewelry - send me stuff I should get pls)
Lately I’ve been feeling unhappy with myself and my body, and I want to change that. I want to do my tumblr and snapchat for ME again.SO, I will be getting back on that fitness grind as part of my efforts to get back into shape and feel good about myself
coffeebutdarker: So I wanna use this as a body positivity thing to help push myself to get back into shape. There was a time when I loved to look at myself naked and that time is no longer. I’d appreciate support and inspo on any of my posts. I may
I’ve been kinda thinking about something. I don’t want to have someone that provides for me. I’m capable of taking care of myself. I pay my own bills, I cook for myself, I’m more than capable of killing spiders. But having someone
male-tf-control: sdkomet: I was a pretty shy guy until I used the Chronivac to make a few changes to myself. I didn’t even change that much, really. I just gave myself a little more muscle tone, made my skin a little better, made my jaw a little
Person: you wanna light some Fireworks??Omo person: yeah!Person: Okay, which one you wanna light first?Omo person: this one…
I just…(I mean fair warning I’m about to throw myself a huge pity party)Well I mean I’m crying becauseI just, hate myself okay, one minute I say “I’m great at my job” and “I deserve great things” and “I’m a great person” the
I was madder at myself than anyone could be mad at me for what happened Sunday. Mad at myself because I should be able to handle Mind Over Matter. But I wasn’t dealing with Mind Over Matter. I was dealing with Mind Over Mind…..which is
Work is so much bullshit, you guys. I found myself yesterday in a place I hadn’t been in 7 months. Bullshit. Thankfully, since I’d made a promise to someone not to keep it to myself if I ever felt suicidal again, I chose our head LP person
I don’t see myself as gay or bi or straight, I see me as me. I don’t see myself as “top” or “bottom,” I see me as me. I don’t see myself as feminine or masculine, I see me as me. Fuck your labels, fuck your
I just can’t take it anymore. I can’t keep telling myself I’m happy and expect to believe it. I can’t keep telling myself things will get better and expect to believe it. My life is literally spiraling out of control. I’ve had so many bad
The desire to inflict pain upon myself is just so immense, it’s crashing down on me like a tidal wave. I don’t know what’s stopping me. Someone save me from the dark side of my mind.
I’ve spent my whole life making others happy and I have no idea how to make myself happy. I’m lonely. A lot. I have no clue how to even look for what makes me happy. Idk where to start. I’m lost. I tend to even lose myself. I’m
God damn do I really fucking hate myself
I really fucking hate myself and I wish these thoughts and emotions would fucking stop for one goddamn day. It’s happening more frequently and I’m scared I’m pushing every single person away to the point where I may end up hurting myself
Sometimes I wish the two of you saw the things I ever said about myself and sometimes about you
Yaaayyy I hate myself again!
I could use some attention. Sex. Alcohol. Cuddles. Kisses. I just hate myself and don’t wanna be left alone to myself
The more frequently I catch myself depressed at work, the more I’d rather fucking kill myself than fucking come here for 25 hours a week. I hate it here. I wanna go away. Far away. Move to another town and start over
Really wish I had a mate. Like a life mate. I know things in real life are way more complicated than that. But I’m cliche. Through all this deep seeded hatred for my emotions and myself, I have a lot to give. I spend too much time with myself. I
Not sure if I want to hurt myself because I want to punish myself or because I like it. Why can’t I have a healthy relationship with pain fuckkkkkk.
Okay I definitely want to hurt myself, because I want to punish myself for like one of a zillion things I have done that fucking sucks. And I’m home alone. Hoorayyyyy.
Today in Donnie’s poor attempts at self care, I got myself an overpriced Hobbit journal, because my therapist wants me to keep a journal to track my head issues. So I decided to get myself a cute one with runes on it. Also, I’m sorry I look
also lolol reading some of the hate in the tag makes me extra nervous for writing my fic because oops I’m writing sex scenes and I gotta look out, because I’m fetishizing myself. apparently.
the past few months has been me trying to teach myself that it’s okay to purchase cute clothes for myself
Personal emotion stuff, blargh. I find I’m starting to slip into a bout of intense depression I get sometimes where I don’t talk to anyone and I’m really sad and I stay up too late and sleep in too late. I really don’t like myself
I’ll never forget the first experience of touching myself with only latex gloves on.I had stolen them from my dr’s office, then slipped away from my partner, locked myself in the bathroom, slipped on the pair of too tight white latex gloves I kept
I haven’t hit myself in a while so that’s good hurting myself in other ways tho
remanence-of-love: I always stop myself before I can fail. I fail myself before I can actually fail. I probably should stop doing that
Every so oftenI have to physically stop myself from really hurting myself. I’ll have to pinch myself or scrape my fingers into my palms so I don’t hurt myself more. So I don’t cut or stab myself. So I don’t slam my head into the
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myannoyances:Okay, say it with me: My mental health problems are real and they are valid I will not judge myself for the bad days when I can barely get out of bed I will not make myself feel worse because someone else appears to be handling their mental
I hate that I tell myself I’m not gonna do something. Then I do it anyway and regret it instantly. Ugh I annoy myself
It’s getting a little overwhelming how much I hate myself. Like there’s a lump in my throat right now. I wish I was okay with my body, I wish I didn’t recoil in front of mirrors. I wish I wasn’t so insecure in myself. Sometimes
I’ve always been hard on myself. I never really let myself consider doing things that scare me because i tell myself I’d just fail anyways and i want to change that line of thinking and see what I’m capable of. If i can learn to be
I went to the ER by myself tonight,I managed to drive myself. I thought I broke my foot but I didn’t. There was blood everywhere but I’m okay. I had a bad reaction, I can’t handle pain to my feet. I threw up 9 oz and felt like I was
ileftmyheartinwesteros: I went to the ER by myself tonight,I managed to drive myself. I thought I broke my foot but I didn’t. There was blood everywhere but I’m okay. I had a bad reaction, I can’t handle pain to my feet. I threw up 9 oz and felt
I’m really not looking forward to my husband going back to work tomorrow. I keep telling myself that he’ll get leave in June but it seems forever away. I’m not looking forward to April either. All the appointments coming up for myself
I’ve cried every night for the past three, maybe four nights. I miss him and I miss myself and my happiness and I just feel.. lost. Really lost. I’m numb and I don’t know who I am anymore and I’m so far from loving myself or loving
Okay but I’m a horrible fucking person and I hate myself and I just desperately wanna hurt myself bad neough that my hands are twitching whenever I think about it like they can’t wait
I’ve been experiencing insane amounts of self hatred lately for some reason which is really weird cause I was so okay with myself for so long– just okay. Not happy but not unhappy– and now I just hate myself so badlyAnd it sometimes comes
Over the past couple weeks I’ve been getting to that point where it’s like okay yeah after this thing ends or this thing is over or I finish doing that then I’ll kill myself and it’s apparently really really bad to think that way but idkFor some
I was honestly wondering why I wasn’t really fucking sad and then I made myself sad with the fact that I wasn’t sad so now I’m just sitting here feeling really confused and not disabled enough and dammit I fucked myself up again fuck i hate myself
Me watching tv: something happens that is literally of no concern or even relates to meMe: I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSEL
I motherfucking hate myself so bad I can’t even get out my vent art ideas because i mother fucking hate myself so FUCKING MUCH AND I’D PROBABLY JUST STEAL SOMEONE’S IDEAS FOR MY OWN SHITTY ART AND IT’S DUMB AND I’M DU,B AND I HATE MYSELF LITERALLY
Me: and anyway I call this one “I hate myself”Me: …Person: …? What’s the thing?Me: No it’s just me being myself every day lol
lingeringpassion: I’m a jealous person when and only when I actually care for someone. I’m not jealous cause I doubt myself or anything, it’s just cause I’m selfish. I like having you to myself. When I want you. How I want you. Where I want you.
No quiero fiestas. No quiero más noches sin dormir. No quiero sonrisas y miradas por servir. Quiero poder hacer feliz a alguien. Quiero cambiarle la vida a alguien. Quiero ser especial y tener un motivo. No quiero experimentar más. Ya lo entendí todo.
i made myself believe that you were the source of my happiness : i was wrong. i told myself to keep trying and dont lose hope : i gave up. i had myself thinking that i would change all for one person : i got fucked over. so what a bunch of things remind
I’ve been trying really hard to keep my shit together and pretend I’m not bothered by my situation, but I’m absolutely lying to myself. The way he makes me feel is awful and I hate myself more and more the longer I make myself deal with it. I desperately
Boys have penis girls don’t. I should stop lying to myself. I should stop lying to persons around me. Maybe only than I could try respect myself. The only reasonable thing is to stop breathing. Stop existing is the only thing positive to do with
Why am I such a shitty person/friend? Like I just can’t bring myself to actually talk to people and enjoy it??? Why do I distance myself so much. I don’t get it. I hate myself for this
Just because a person has a high demand for what they do, does not mean they are good at it, and just because a person is surrounded by people who don’t disagree with how they present themselves, does not mean that they are in fact down to earth,
