She Flies With Her Own Wings.

I am who I am


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fick-d1ch:

stormcloudsandskittles:

anxhious:

gerardgayofficial:

move-on-go-beyond:

a-sad-guy:

greeneggsangraham:

saltunderthesea:

This broke my fucking heart

This is why you don’t lie about having mental disorders. It is not a joke.

I’m crying

This broke my heart

this is real ocd, not the people in school getting annoyed when their desk is messy.

Wow.

Those last few lines hit me really hard because that could easily be me. In fact, it has been, to a lesser extent. If I hit my left shoulder on something, I have to replicate it on the opposite shoulder. But sometimes, the hit on the right shoulder will be stronger, so I have to do the left shoulder again. It goes back and forth, until both shoulders are equally bruised. It happens with cuts and burns and even just people touching me. Animal bites are the worst because I can’t replicate them, and the pain of not being even hurts worse than the actual bite. Self harming can get really out of hand too- Everything must be parallel and symmetrical, and the same severity. A lot of people say that OCD isn’t difficult- it’s just some handwashing and keeping tidy. For some people, that might be it, I can’t speak for them. But for some sufferers, it is hell. Some days it’s bearable- but some days, I have to wrap up in a blanket in an effort to keep all sensation symmetrical, because the OCD is so bad that I know the smallest thing could lead to an incredibly dangerous spiral.

"He couldn’t have one cut wrist.He had to have two cut wrist”
Pretty much lost it there.

fick-d1ch:

stormcloudsandskittles:

anxhious:

gerardgayofficial:

move-on-go-beyond:

a-sad-guy:

greeneggsangraham:

saltunderthesea:

This broke my fucking heart

This is why you don’t lie about having mental disorders. It is not a joke.

I’m crying

This broke my heart

this is real ocd, not the people in school getting annoyed when their desk is messy.

Wow.

Those last few lines hit me really hard because that could easily be me. In fact, it has been, to a lesser extent. If I hit my left shoulder on something, I have to replicate it on the opposite shoulder. But sometimes, the hit on the right shoulder will be stronger, so I have to do the left shoulder again. It goes back and forth, until both shoulders are equally bruised. It happens with cuts and burns and even just people touching me. Animal bites are the worst because I can’t replicate them, and the pain of not being even hurts worse than the actual bite. Self harming can get really out of hand too- Everything must be parallel and symmetrical, and the same severity. 

A lot of people say that OCD isn’t difficult- it’s just some handwashing and keeping tidy. For some people, that might be it, I can’t speak for them. But for some sufferers, it is hell. Some days it’s bearable- but some days, I have to wrap up in a blanket in an effort to keep all sensation symmetrical, because the OCD is so bad that I know the smallest thing could lead to an incredibly dangerous spiral.

"He couldn’t have one cut wrist.
He had to have two cut wrist”

Pretty much lost it there.

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kushandwizdom:

The Good Vibe

kushandwizdom:

The Good Vibe

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If this is true I know my soul animal is a elephant 

If this is true I know my soul animal is a elephant 

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Reblogged from memoriesrecollected
do not tell her you love her if you are not ready for her to call you at 3 AM freaking out.
do not tell her you love her if you cannot handle her father or mother.
do not tell her you love her if you cannot love her at her worse.
do not tell her you love her if you only crave for her curves, not her mind.
do not tell her you love her if you cannot deal with her mood swings.
do not tell her you love her just to have sex.
do not tell her you love her. Krystal Gonzalez  (via memoriesrecollected)

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Your lips are all I want at midnight. (via the-psycho-cutie)

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