you need to be earnest. you need to tell people that you love them. you need to speak on how you’re feeling honestly. you need to be sentimental. you need to stop letting the fear of other people laughing at you have so much control over how you express yourself. you need to get over yourself. you need to be embarrassing but true.

I’m no one’s favourite. I’m the back up. The one they go to when they have no other options. I sit and walk behind them and pretend that I am cared about but I’m not. And that really hurts.

having plans sounds like a good idea until you have to put on clothes and leave your house

I’m 3 weeks into wellbutrin and have already lost 10 pounds 😅

And now I’m almost 45 pounds down 😅

SW: 170

CW: 128

me and also me

earlier than the sun

I don’t feel human anymore. All I feel is numb. And broken. And empty. And so fucking tired of fighting this thing.

winter pinks / february moodboard

Instagram credit: ichmiles

that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao

The earlier in the year you reblog this the better it gets

it’s all so quiet

i’m burned out, i’m tired, i’m falling apart. every day is the same but simultaneously gets worse.