Why do I do this to myself & read through old things that I know is gunnah upset me?
Sat here crying like a complete dickhead about how up & down my tumblr is. The downs were so bad, so why do I feel like I’m in that place again.
I can’t cope with the pain, the heartbreak, the loneliness, the anger, the upset & the feeling of worthlessness.
I need someone to make me better. That someone, without a doubt, being him:(
You know you just fail at fucking everything when at first not a mark can be made on your skin & then when you’re own body doesn’t bleed when you cut.
If only my body would let me bleed.
A teacher in New York was teaching her class about bullying and gave them the following exercise to perform. She had the children take a piece of paper and told them to crumple it up, stomp on it and really mess it up but do not rip it. Then she had them unfold the paper, smooth it out and look at how scarred and dirty is was. She then told them to tell it they’re sorry. Now even though they said …they were sorry and tried to fix the paper, she pointed out all the scars they left behind. And that those scars will never go away no matter how hard they tried to fix it. That is what happens when a child bullies another child, they may say they’re sorry but the scars are there forever. The looks on the faces of the children in the classroom told her the message hit home. Pass it on.