Lifeiscrueltyofourownimagination
Stories are told, behind the scars on my body, that are hidden from the world.
Reblog this if you have ever:
ALL OF THEMcut yourself
starved yourself
taken a pen and written ‘that’ note
made yourself purge
tried to commit suicide
wanted to die
felt like no one cares about you
cried yourself to sleep
told people you were okay when you really weren’t
hoped that you would get hurt someway. just hoping that somehow you would end up in the hospital
dreamed about your funeral
lost someone to suicide
wish that you could be little again
Anonymous asked:
I love you.
Lifeiscrueltyofourownimagination answered:
I love your post :)
