I hate how much control you have over me. You let me worry about you, you dont care how much shit you put me through. It’s like you get a joy out of hurting me.
Stop being beautiful, it offends me
(via allforakilljoy)
Its been a week since I officially stopped smoking. For reals this time. Im fucking proud.
STOP BLEEDING YOU MOTHER FUCKING DICK HEAD.
All I can think about is he harmed because of me. Over a year clean then I ruined it.
I feel like cutting on @weheartit.com - http://whrt.it/Ui9MKP
(via shelivesinabrokenheaven)
I give up.
I hate how I look, I hate how I feel about how Iook, I hate how I think of myself. I hate feeling worthless. I hate my scars, I hate the past, I hate how I think I about him. I hate how much I care about him. I hate how much I worry about him. I hate the control he has over me.
I hate myself.
I love him.
Staying up later than usual just to help somone and feeling fucking proud of yourself.