This is my life.
The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the mutha fucken truth.
I enjoy writing(mostly rambling), pictures, cigarettes, unique people, music, movies, twilight saga, cute underwear, beautiful people, & tumlblr.
***Warning***
I talk about serious business here. Abuse, Life, Self-harm, etc. You don't like? Then fuck off love :D
ps. I don't own the pics I post unless stated.
This is a mixture of many different things, I love the watercolor artist Stina Persson and wanted a tattoo that looked similar to her style. On my top left shoulder is one of Niki de Saint Phalle’s nanas, to show not only a large active body but also in tribute to my work as a fat activist. The quote is from “A Vindication of the Rights of Woman” by Mary Wollstonecraft, though it has been slightly modified from the original text.
The tattoo was done by Caryl Cunningham from Eternal Ink in Taylor, Mi.
i absolutely love this.
It’s wrong to feel so comfortable around my ex. It’s wrong for me to miss him at all. I’m probably wasting my time, but I don’t care. I like the way he talks to me, smiles at me. It all feels so good and natural..like we haven’t spent a day apart.
I deserve very bad things. My bf needs someone better.
—Comin’ Home (City and Colour)
It’s been 7 years. How do I get over you?
I feel broken. I don’t feel worthy anymore. I am not worthy of any good that comes my way. My mistakes hover over my head as a constant reminder that I’m a bad person. I put up a strong facade so people can’t see my pain. I want to hurt myself. I want feel nothing. I want to be forgiven but I know that’s not possible. My heart is breaking. I know the path I must chose and it scares me. I need to be comforted. I need someone to tell me that even though I make this choice..everything will be okay. I’ll be okay. Everything will work out the way I want to. But I know in reality it won’t. I need someone to know all my secrets. I can’t keep them in anymore. I’m going to cut tonight. I need a release. I need to talk with someone openly. Someone who will actually care about what I have to say. I need a serious conversation. Open. I need to open up my heart and let out all these demons. Release myself of these secrets. My heart is hurting and I am so lost right now. I need to find the light in life again. But where?
Lighting candles. Listening to Bon Iver. My pathetic attempt to make myself feel better.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY