It's my life
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    I eat too much

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  • I’ve tried to throw up

    ashtraygirlll:

    after I’ve eaten some pasta, but it doesn’t work.

    I don’t know what I should do.

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  • "When he says
    He doesn’t love you anymore,
    Roll your shoulders back
    And look him in the eye
    Even when it feels like your ribs
    Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
    When he digs up old aches
    That he swore he forgave you for,
    Smile
    And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
    Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
    Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
    When he blames you
    For mistakes that wear his face,
    Do not scream.
    Do not cry.
    Tell him that there are boys
    Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
    Tell him that in two years
    You won’t even remember his name
    And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
    When he leaves
    Ignore the howling in your blood
    And do not get up after him.
    Not even to lock the door.
    Do not, do not
    Do not.
    Smell his shirts when you box them up
    To give them back.
    Not one.
    Swear off dating when you realize
    You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
    It’s okay to cry over him.
    It’s even okay to forgive him.
    But do not go back to him.
    If he did not know how to love you the first time,
    He won’t know how to do it the next."
    How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon   (via foreveragoforemma)

    (Fuente: latenightcornerstore, vía reality-escape-artist)

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