*TRIGGER WARNING*
I *DO NOT* promote self harm, eating disorders or suicide. I'm just venting and writing down my thoughts in a place I can't be judged because no one knows me. I'm a 14 year old girl who gets caught up in the world of make believe. Reading, writing and razor blades are my escape. One time I layed down in the middle of a dark and empty road to look at the stars. I feel lonely almost every single day of my life. My friends make me feel less alone in the world, but I will forever feel lonely, and i’ve now accepted that fact. I hate myself. I need to be punished. Sometimes I get sad for no reason (but everyone has those days). I want to eat less. I skip breakfast and lunch on school days. I'm a worrier and I'm emotional. I'm not as innocent as people think I am and I hate the things i've done. I have a girlfriend (since January 29th, 2015). •••I'm always here to help and talk if you need me. Don't be shy, you won't be bothering me. I promise.•••
does anyone else secretly have that “i liked it before it was cool” complex but wont admit it
it’s more along the lines of “you guys were fucking making fun of me for liking this before it was cool” kinda complex
Also a “I super excitedly tried to show this to you years ago and you brushed it off and now you think you introduced it to me and that is infuriating” kinda complex