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Merry Christmas everyone! I wanted to get more xmas requests pieces out but I feel a bit pooped. So today I’ll be giving myself the gift of rest (or at least I’ll try to) and continue requests and comics for another day. This year has been full of
iteach123abc: dd-lb: Exactly Couldn’t say it better myself
BRB REDUCING MYSELF TO INCOHERENT BABBLE.
I just to cut myself , lately I feel like doing it again but then again the relief is just momentary . It won’t make my problems go away
Something for myself~ (Gender-bent sona)Kanie chilling after all that gear grinding.
and yet abandonment and trust issues plague my existence to the point that I can’t ever really be sure of myself
Putting myself out there! My sister sent this to me. That’s me, Jill and my sister Laura about 1984. Jill and I would’ve been together about 1.5 years by this point! (Taken with Instagram)
this weekend i promise myself
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candy-lane: Just some guy i miss very dearly and can’t wait to catch up with next week.one of the nicest guys i know and someone that actually sticks by friends.best. Thankyou! Can’t wait to see your face soon!Thanks for cheering me up too :).
My boy! (L).
My best friend is the best in the world, and she’s better than yours! I love her lots!
sireneyes-singsweetly: My sick boy </3 He’ll pull through and be happier than ever! We will go on playdates to the beach and take the boys for road trips. Then we will go move in together and they will never be apart!
Dunno what to think of having no hair :/, opinions? Haha (Taken with instagram)
Don’t really remember this! Haha @ashambles (Taken with Instagram)
@dancegavin @sireneyes_xo fuck yeah selfies! (Taken with Instagram)
Was a bit cold last night! (Taken with Instagram)
tfw you can’t let someone you really badly hurt go because 10+ years of being abused, being extremely stressed, being mentally ill etc. all went into “loving” that person in an obsessive manor and those feelings wont go awayI just wanna let them
I’d like to make a personal post/rant, buta) I don’t have time andb) I already burned myself out thinking about this just getting ready this morning alone, so much that I feel like I’ve written this piece times three times already and
I had this perfect Avoid Neil plan going (because I decided I am too preoccupied with Neil and need to actually work at work–schedule myself opposite of Neil was the solution!) and it was all going according to keikaku! Until Clara came to my office
As a nonbinary person, the idea of going into Titan mode is like. Really cool. Mostly because I could prick myself and turn into a sexy monster without genitalia and minimal secondary sexual characteristics.
The guy that was supposed to be my cooperating teaching just got promoted to an administrative position. I’m being shuffled to another person, most likely with entirely different courses to teach. Just… why didn’t I kill myself a few
I actually admitted to myself “yeah I could smooch that person” today which is a pretty big deal in my recovery so that’s pretty cool.
my enneagram resultsthis is very interesting. i was thinking to myself if i’d taken this test at different stages in my life i would get different top numbers.so currently my top number is 2 and that super true i think but i think thats from all my
You know what, i’ve come a long way This time last year I was a mess, not getting out of bed all day and crying and hating myself. I was full of self hate, and I thought I was a waste of space. I drank too much, took too many sleeping pills, and
I dunno what’s different now than all the other suicidal thoughts I get but like damn my brain is telling me to actualy do it and remind me how possible it is for me to kill myself instead of just “I wanna die”what even why ugh I hate myself so
I literally just wanna off myself I hate myself so much
Me, getting a self-harm impulse: look man I can stab myself in the neck whenever I want can I please at least finish my coffee
Haha I fucking hate myself so fucking much I just wanna set myself on fire whoops
There may come a day where I don’t hate myself and want to do awful, violent things to myself– but that day is not today. Or tomorrow. Probably not, like, any day after that either.
bambooearring: I need to separate myself . to be alone with my thoughts . I noticed I had a lot of friendships relationships that existed because the person was there . not because it was a good one or a positive one . why do I constantly do this . I
I know how horrible of a person I am. I cannot stand myself. I cannot stand the way I am. I cannot stand how I let this illness consume me for years. I can’t stand how no matter how hard I try I can never be happy. No matter what you say, and how
I got tagged by the lovely uremysweetapocalypse to list 10 facts about myself. I figured why not. 1. I almost never forget a face, I can always recall where I’ve seen a familiar face before, even when I don’t know them personally at all. 2. My
Photographs of myself?
I don’t know why I do it to myself. I got rid of them all for a reason, but I can’t seem to stop myself from checking up on them. I don’t know why, because all it brings me is anger, frustration and just upsets me to the extreme. But
I’m finding my way. I’m making major life decisions, and I’m happy about them. I’m focusing all my motivation on bettering myself and creating a better future for myself. I’ll be getting my GED soon and going to LCCC for
I’ve been feeling ridiculously aroused lately. Which is really awkward when I find myself nearly masturbating when I wake up, with Charles right there in the room. I wish I had my room to myself, because it’s something completely unconscious
I’m proud of myself. I made the decision to start getting up at 8 and when my alarm went off this morning, I set it again for 9, but then I realized what I was doing and was like fuck that noise and made myself get up. Then I went for a run (well,
I’m trying to make lots of little changes to help improve my life and overall well being.- Making myself drink water, at least five cups each day (aiming for more, but it’s hard. I hate the taste of water)- Trying to get myself on a schedule
I just keep spiraling down and down.Struggling with getting myself out of bed, to make myself go to classes, to get shit done that I know I need to get done. I know it’s self sabotage. I know it’s going to fuck up my future if I don’t get it together,
i hate cigarettes. i’ve been exposed to cigarette smoking my entire life, and as a child, i swore to myself that i would never, ever smoke. ever. and i have kept that promise to myself. i don’t, however, look down on the people who DO smoke
i like myself a lot. i may not find myself to be that attractive, i may have a lot of mental health issues, but i have a hell of an attitude and i’m smart. i am self-motivated and self-reliant, and i have never needed the promise of an external reward
I am in a constant state of hating myself and hating everyone around me.
I feel the need to keep myself occupied at all times because if i’m alone with nothing to do i’ll tear myself apart with my overthinking
Sometimes I almost believe I would have friends if i had a nice outgoing personality.Instead of being myself.
Wonder how many potential friendships I’ve missed from not being experienced enough to make myself appear like a good person…
It brings me so much pain that I can only draw in my mind what I could have been like to not be this biological failure this disgusting freak. That pain only grow since what ever I do, I can’t set myself free from the harm I do myself. What my heart
I just wish I could be myself. There’s no words for how sick I am of taking part in this pathetic masquerade. Wish I could be like any other woman. it’s pathetic. I should know better than to try accept and be myself. I’m not even good
I’m not asexuall. Definitely not. But telling myself that I am is a somewhat good coping mechanism. It still hurts me not being able to. But sometimes it’s all that matters to distract myself from the actual issues with what I am. And that
Maybe the best thing I can do to myself is just pretend that I’m ok with myself and. Pretend that I believe what others say. Maybe it’s good.
Sometimes I really get all warm and tingly and loose myself to my desires. And it should be so beautiful and pleasant oh how I wish it were. What happens instead is I let myself feel this body. Slowly one slow stroke with my fingers over my skin at a
kalpico: i hate that i’m so absent as a person. i don’t start conversations. i can barely maintain them. i’m so weary and spaced out all the time to the point where i can’t even keep up small talk and i’m just so disappointed in myself
Prob just good I’m trans and borderline asexual I’d just be constantly sore and numb if i were cis and gave in to myself 🤷🏻♀️
That person who go to cafe’s only to study other people’s conversations only to never know what or how to respond myself. I always end up in silence. I care. I want to speak. I want to share. Support. Listen. Yet I’m quiet frozen in
I hate being alone in my room at night tbh. During the day I can distract myself from my thoughts, but at night I’m just flooded with them. I start overthinking everything. It gets to the point where I’m crying and I hate myself and I want
I’m such a shitty person I fucking hate myself
I’m not good at advice and all I ever do is talk about myself I’m such a conceited fuck I hate myself
You know what has helped me love my body immensely? Being nude as often as I can and just observing myself. Every part of myself, not just the bits you all see on here. I mean noticing the way my skin folds up while I am practicing yoga, the lines on
give me ten minutes and someone to discuss my desires with and I’ll be so much fucking wetter, without touching myself, than any porn could ever make me while touching myself.
I need quiet. I need solitude. Spending time alone is as essential to my being as spending time around others. My alone time allows me to center myself, to find myself, to be alone with my internal and external self again. I need to recharge to prepare
