-I'll love you forever: Archive

Jan 11th

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On January 1, 2013.

Take an empty jar anywhere in your room. Everytime when something good happens to you - it doesn’t matter if it is just a little thing, if it makes you happy - write on a little paper why you are happy, fold the paper, and take it into the jar. On the last day of 2013 empty your jar, and see how many little presents life give to you. Do it in each year.

Dec 9th

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let-me-be-skinny-to-death: briegaskarth: wouldyouliketoseemymistletoe: talentedmrsean: aw3struck: Every person who reblogs this will get a song title and a reason to listen to it put in their ask box every person i promise Oh man this person is in over their head. 6,750 notes, and I STILL GOT ONE Bet you’re lying 47,255 and I got one! wow I wasn’t expecting that.

Nov 28th

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Nov 27th

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Nov 26th

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Nov 26th

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Nov 26th

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Tell me, my lovely dear; you grow used to the feeling of starvation, right?

Nov 26th

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Nov 25th

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Nov 25th

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mindfullnessandcookiedough: starve - get depressed - give up - binge - get depressed - purge (if I have the privacy/energy/time) *repeat* self hate piled on self hate piled on self hate. even if i go the “HEALTHY, work out, eat right” route.. my depression takes over.

Nov 23rd

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Nov 23rd

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Nov 23rd

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Nov 23rd

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Nov 23rd

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Nov 23rd

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Nov 20th

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Nov 20th

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Nov 20th

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Nov 20th

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10 MONTHS Clean

Yesterday I was ten months clean of self harm. Lately though I’ve been so stressed, so alone, I lost it. My cousin freaking ditched me to sleep with the guy I like. Which she knew about. Then asked me to pick her up. I came home and tried crying myself to sleep. It didn’t work so I went and got my razor blade from my closet. I relapsed and it felt so good. I love the pain. It seems to...

Nov 19th

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Nov 19th

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Nov 19th

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New poem. Sorry it's crap as per

thingstheyneverknew: It’s Voice: I heard it roar, I heard it scream, If only I was in a dream. Through the day, There in my head, Keeping me up late in bed. Taken my friends, Taken my life, Trying to cut it with my knife. Bitter relief, Blood pouring down, But even scarring won’t make it drown.

Nov 19th

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