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9750) I want to be thin. I want to be sickly. I want my body to be broken and dying. It’s sick thoughts. My mind isn’t right. I don’t think it ever will be.

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How do I tell them how sick and tired I am without making them be worried about me?

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I wonder what it feels like to be skinny, and thin, and wake up in the morning in nothing but a t-shirt, undies, messy hair, that ‘just woke up look’ and still have someone think I’m hot, to have guys look at me, to have guys want to be my boyfriend, to have girls be jealous of my body, to feel my hipbones and collarbones, to feel confident in a bikini, to sit down and not feel fat everywhere, to not rub out the thighs in my jeans, to need a smaller size in the store, I wonder what its like to look in the mirror and like what I see, and not want to break the mirror. Pretty much, I just want to be beautiful. I could go on forever..

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  • me in class: wait what happened
  • me in class: what do we do
  • me in class: what do we write
  • me in class: when's the test
  • me in class: what is this
  • me in class: how do you do this
  • me in class: what
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Lets make this girl the most reblogged picture on tumblr


if this isn’t on your blog i think i’m going to have a problem with you.

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I’ve never posted any of my own poetry before but I just made this and I’m bored so tell me if you think it’s shit



does your brain ever just produce disturbingly violent thoughts out of nowhere
like terrible, horrible, thoughts
for no reason at all
and then you snap out of it and you’re like 
i don’t want to kill my mom
what the heck


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