

Help I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And the worst part is there’s no one else to blame
Be my friend
Hold me
Wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up and breathe me
Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again be I feel unsafe
(Source: endlessnumberedays)
Sometimes I think we let ourselves get hurt. I think we want to feel pain because at least it’s feeling something. The fact of the matter is that we can never really protect ourselves- we sabotage our own happiness repeatedly and wonder what we’ve done to deserve it. Truth is I think we want it. Because misery breaks the mundane monotony of everyday- it eases the numbness, the nothingness, the emptiness. Pain is something, and something is better than nothing, right?

aristocreep:itsoldgregg:theatomicboom:
OH MY GOD.
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
WHAT IS BREATHING oh my god
(via seattles0unders)

i just… i don’t understand what this picture is trying to say.
both dolls are completely disproportionate and in no way reflect real women. which makes sense, really, since they’re fucking dolls.
and, i mean, good for barbie. she’s no longer so damn top heavy that she folds in half whenever you try to stand her upright.