I have fucking no one to talk to

There’s not always a reason for things happening. There’s no deeper meaning. These people are just poison. They’re evil

I’m too naive and trusting for these people. My heart is literally going to smash just because I feel so so hurt and trampled on, for no reason at all

This too shall pass

FUCKING FUMING

I HATE PEOPLE. I HATE THEM. IM SO ANGRY. PEOPLE ARE FUCKING CUNTS

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This week I’ve been an emotional wreck. There have been moments where I honestly could fall into my awful dark habits so easily but I’ve stopped myself.
I’m getting really worried about my weight again, and it’s scares me what I could do if I end up worrying too much

,,

Just once, please choose me first.

Six word story, May 20, 2014 (191/365)

(Source: itsokayifitsgone, via fudge-eye-nah)