a world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
Anonymous asked: you tag your posts #pale #grunge #skinny #thigh gap and worry that you're too fat? and you say you tag it with that because you want to be skinny? anyone with eyes can see that you already are skinny, that there is rather a lack of fat on your fragile body and that there is an obvious thigh gap (considering its the main focus of your pictures). i think the thing here is your obsessive adoration of being skinny because you and all like you think it's "grunge". you just give it a bad name.


Oh fuck off you ignorant bitch. I tagged grunge on one photo that funny enough had all of my in it, I don’t think I’m grunge in the slightest don’t you dare put words into my mouth. I’m so bloody sick of receiving messages like this, and I’ve explained myself so many times. Grow up, and focus on something else other than other peoples flaws, because if I’m totally honest I couldn’t give less of a shit about your opinion. If I thought I was thin I wouldn’t be bulimic. I’m actually fuming that you’ve branded me as somebody who gives eating disorders a ‘bad name’ because you know nothing about me, all I did was come on here to express my emotions and share stuff about me and I constantly get shot down for it, I’m in fucking recovery, I’m trying to see myself as what other people see me as. but you clearly don’t know how fucking hard that is or else you wouldn’t even have considered sending such a rude message.

And the best part is your on anonymous, you can’t even say it without hiding behind some sort of fucked up wall.

Overall the main thing to take away from reading this, if you are reading this is that, and I’ve said this so many times

don’t judge others until you’ve been in their position

and that your an absolute disgusting human

 Haruki Murakami (via psych-facts)

(via borderline-disaster)

That night I lost you, I lost something inside me. Or perhaps several things. Something central to my existence, the very support for who I am as a person.

Heather King - Parched (via sparklesandwhiskey)

This applies to my eating disorder for me. So powerful!

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(Source: cupcakes-n-unicorns, via br-ipolar)

I once heard a sober alcoholic say that drinking never made him happy, but it made him feel like he was going to be happy in about fifteen minutes. That was exactly it, and I couldn’t understand why the happiness never came, couldn’t see the flaw in my thinking, couldn’t see that alcohol kept me trapped in a world of illusion, procrastination, paralysis. I lived always in the future, never in the present. Next time, next time! Next time I drank it would be different, next time it would make me feel good again. And all my efforts were doomed, because already drinking hadn’t made me feel good in years.
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