I can never not reblog this.
and getting put on the back burner.
Maybe if I really do fucking disappear they’ll realize what a fucking mess I’ve become.
My mother says it’s hormones, and I wonder,
Do hormones create despicable voices in your head that consistently remind you how fat, ugly and worthless you are?
My body is in pain.
And I cried today for the first time in months.
It seemed a waste to have my tears fall into the gutters of Ocean Drive.
I’m a damn disgrace.
I’m a damn disease.
I want someone to hold me.
I just want to live.