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Hiding underneath the bag like clothes, Everything's covered; fingers and toes. Destroy the confidence held within, Causing insomnia with thoughts of thin. Bodies.
Trying to sit up while panicking with legs that don't work, didn't work out too well. He crossed the room in two big strides and helped me up as he held a finger to my lips.
Confidence I wish I had some The ability to Wear tank tops Shorts and flip flops I'm afraid to show The limbs that are revealed Confidence I can fake it well Walk to school with my head up But I...
#acorns Crushing all your aspirations, Choking all your inhalations, Clutching all your exhalations, Dismissing any celebrations.
#confidence #MyBodyHoldsMeBack Make up excuses to wear a hoodie You just see the same things But I wear them because I don't like anything else Open my wardrobe and say I'll wear a dress Don't end...
Hours in front of the mirror. Layers of makeup on her face. Her cries of pain you never here. Because a smile is always in place. The cheerfulness on the outside. Is no match for what's within.
I'm bad at thinking. Maybe because. My mind jumps from. One idea to the next. I can't control my mind. And much less my body. I can't stop thinking. I can't stop moving. If I can't calm down.
Can I make a challenge. I'd like to hear about your confidence issues or what you image it feels like to have no confidence (ie the definition of me). Deadline on hhhmmm... Friday.
Tears fell from his deep set brown eyes, he screamed though not in agony. This was a scream of relief.
I ran out of the shop, letting the bag clothes drop loudly behind me. "Dylan, No!" I heard Seth shout in the distance. I didn't care anymore, why should I.
the young athlete her body broken still dreams of success her frame slouched by squats and lifts imposed in short term interest before it was fully formed.
it's like walking forward. with your eyes closed. it's like trying to turn the lights on. feeling the walls for clues. nothing to help you. except your own brain. but if you use it.
It's funny how many types of break downs you can get. How the lead up towards it makes you ready to snap in so many more ways than one. Today, unfortunately, events of yesterday got to me.
With hope I attach this rope. Around my neck a life of neglect. All comes to a head I deserve to be dead. A life of struggle over with one last tussle. The chair breaks and all of life's hates.
[Bridge] I wake, I get up I serve, I sleep again No one cares how you handle the part in between.
~20th January~ We went on holiday and I happened to run into Dani (Tracey Beaker) who was apparently a really good friend of mine that I'd lost contact with.
I fell in love with a sad girl. She had an interesting mind. I memorized every angle of her curls. Every detail I could find. For I new I couldn't keep her. Someday she would just leave.
Escape is found In a variety of muses; Music, art, words... And mine is none of the three Mine are a bottle, a bowl, and blade.
I stand to the mirror Fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat I stand on the scale Fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat Are you hungry. No, I'm fine. Fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat Wow you look skinny.
Okay, hey everyone, it's me Kristen, hum, I just wanted to say something about bullying.
You came to being During the wrong time Mommy was in love She didn't realize what she had done Mommy didn't know you Were even here Until it was far too late She made mistakes Mommy drank She...
She wondered why they never seemed to notice. All of the times she tried to tell them just ended in yes, fine, I'm sorry, talk to the doctor about that next time you go.
Anxiety. Depression,. A psychological. Recession,. Been. Strong. For too. Long,. On edge,. Anxious,. Met by. Doctors. Frankness,. Pills and. Tablets,. Rather than. Dealing. With the. Sadness,.
You see it's these late night thoughts they kill me. keeping me up all night as if sleep isn't important.