vonnaz-a-sweetie:

i am very proud of this photo. taken by daveymorr

wanna cut?

Feeling upset? About to make your first cut but dont know how? I’ll get to your directions later. Let me start by asking you a few questions.

How do you like breaking out in rashes and that unbearable itch? You do? Great, you’ll love how the healing cuts itch like crazy but you can’t scratch without fear of other people being curious. Heatstroke. So fun! PE with long sleeves on in 90 degree weather is the absolute best, especially when you’re overheated to the point where it is almost painful, when your sweating is absolutely disgusting and most definitely not attractive, to the point when you’re about to puke but you have to say you’re always cold otherwise people will wonder. Cute summer dresses, tank tops, T-shirts. Say your fucking good-byes. Say hello to summer full of overheating in hideous long sleeves and nosy questions from people around you. You like hugs? No more. The moment someone touches your arm/leg/wherever you’ll flinch, uncontrolled. Prepare for weird looks. How about constant paranoia that your cuts may show? Your mind is obviously already overwhelmed with whatever is bothering you. Cutting will most definitely add to that stress. How about the money spend on band-aids? Hiding bloody tissues? Hours taken away from each day? How do you like staph infections? Google them. 

Guess fucking what? You may want to cut for control. Control over the physical pain that you feel because you have no control over the mental. Well damnit, you might think you have control over this pain.

But it has control over you. Someday, you’re gonna cut a little deep. Sound exciting? It’s terrifying, when the blood flows and it won’t stop, but you’re more scared to tell someone. You’re gonna swear to yourself that you’ll never cut again. And then boom, that’s when you realize you’re hooked. At this point, you will realize what the hell you’ve done to yourself, you will want nothing more than to stop. But your self-harm… it forces you to. And you have no control, none whatsoever. An addiction.

And that is terrifying.

Still want to cut? Here you go.

Directions:

1. Get a trash can nearby.

2. Pick up your blade.

3. Throw it away.

4. Call a friend, a parent, anyone you love, and tell them you love them.

5. Tell someone. Get some help.

I’m here for anyone who needs me. I promise I’ll never judge you.

(Source: teenagelustxo)

Happy Mother’s Day to all the girls i went to high school with.

(Source: dwightdoane)

I’m scared of what’s to come. I’m scared of what will be. I’m scared of who I will lose. Lord, give me hope, give me trust, give me patience. Help me see that Your plan is better than mine, Your love is greater than life. That whatever happens will be for Your glory, and help me be content with that. Let me push away my earthly desires and give everything to You. Right now, I hand everything over to You.

(Source: agirlchangingtheworld)

versacewhores:

may—baho:

Megan Fox

(Source: deethorne)

ryaninwonderland:

yeah