Ryan. 18. Boston. Pansexual. Recovering alcoholic, anorexic and self-harmer.
Caution: Blog may be triggering. I don't promote self harm or eating disorders in any form or fashion.
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"Be a rebel. Because being a conformist means admitting that the parts of you that matter are already dead"
It’s not suicide if you’re already dead on the inside
Wow I feel so fucking awful about myself tonight. Looking in the mirror was a bad idea
❒Single ❒Taken ✔ Unable to find love because, in addition to the fact I’m fiercely unattractive and I’m not particularly interesting nor talented, my standards have been set unrealistically high after years of mentally dating celebrities and/or fictional characters.
thank you for putting this in words
"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door."
A room in hell with only your name on the door.
That shit gave me chills…