Why did I have to have this body?! Everything is wrong. Everything is too big and I feel like I'm suffocating in my skin. Why do I take up so much space? Why am I so loud? Why can't I just be small? I'm a foot taller than all my cousins my age. My feet are bigger than my dad's and he's 6'4". Why is my nose so big. And my hands. And my chest. And my stomach. Why the fuck is it that I got the short end of the deal and now I'm huge?! I wish I could cut it off. I wish I could evaporate until I don't exist anymore. Maybe that's what I have to do.
Why the fuck am I the one that everyone takes their anger out on, hell even I do it...
I'd rather die skinny than live fat.
i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls
I want october. I want Halloween. I want fall. I want rain. I want thunderstorm.
Hell yeah
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
God. Damn. The feeling of smoking a cigarette after not having one for a few weeks is heavenly 😍😍
reblog for a group of crows to choose you as their leader and follow you around every waking moment
25, They/Them Fat bitch trying to get skinny S.W. 285lbs. C.W. 255lbs. U.G.W. 135lbs. 6'0"
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