I like that there is a wet mark on the wall… hes clearly been trying for some time now
(via tehgemini)
The other night I was Skyping with one of my best friends. She lives in Holland and I live in America, so we don’t get to talk often. I trust her so much, and every time we talk I just feel so loved. She’s amazing.
I was talking to her about cutting, and started telling her about how I sometimes take pictures of my self-harm instead of writing about it, or in addition to writing about it. I don’t normally show people the pictures, but I sent her a few. She had been sharing her screen with me because I’d been watching her draw something, so I saw when she opened the files.
She opened this picture, kept it on the screen for a few seconds, closed it, and opened it again in Photoshop. I watched, confused, thinking it had been an accident.
I watched quietly while she erased every line of blood, every scar, every cut from my body. I started recording the screen without thinking- I needed to be able to watch it again. I knew I would need to feel that sense of… relief. That there was someone in my life who knew the extent of me and could still see through to something beautiful.
I wanted to share this with you because I think it’s important. If you feel anything close to how I felt when I saw this, I’m happy. Because you should know that it’s possible to be loved, underneath the pain and the scars and the blood. We are all beautiful.
You’re beautiful, and above all, you are not alone.
This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen on Tumblr. I’m crying so hard right now.
I am so into this.
Yup. Cried.
(via tehgemini)
The essence of being athorable
Reblogging because athorable is going in my vocabulary.
same^^^
HUGS SOLVE EVERYTHING
Get ready to piss yourself laughing at my terrible moves.
you’re perfect
headcanon
iM CRY
I LITERALLY
APPLAUDED BECAUSE OF THE NAPOLEON DYNAMITE DANCE
HOLY FUCKING SHIT
(via fweezel)
My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…
Pluto is there.
The artist remembered Pluto.
Guys…
The artist drew Pluto crying.
(via fweezel)
HELP PLEASE
Wow, never thought I would have to make this post but I NEED HELP.
If anybody is in the Olympia, Washington area please house me for a week at most.
I have been kicked out for my life choices i.e. Gender Identification and Sexuality.
If you’re not able to house me, please boost me. I have no where to go and I’m probably going to stay at my current residence for a night since I came to their door step at 11:00 PM a rude, sobbing mess.
(via my-pleasant-good-morning)







