There were times I felt so anxious, almost like I was crawling out of my skin - that if I didn't do… — Demi Lovato Copy Share Image
And with a shattered mirror And a bleeding fist You hold that blade Against your wrist. As you push it into your… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Moderation resembles temperance. We are not so unwilling to eat more, as afraid of doing ourselves harm by it. — Francois de La Rochefoucauld Copy Share Image
One,Two,Three,Four,Five.......a hundred in one,still counting.. Counting cuts and scars on my skin. — Jazzy Copy Share Image
Don't tell me to just stop being sad. you have no fucking idea what it feels like to be crushed and broken.… — Me Copy Share Image
They are all so afraid of us cutting and relapsing again, when the truth is, the pain doesnt have to be carved… — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
I kissed the scars on her skin, I still think you're beautiful, and I dont ever want to lose my best friend — Pierce The Veil Copy Share Image
You say you know me but you really don't know, With the way I feel its no other way I can let… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problem. You are so very beautiful, and so is life. You have so much… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I wounder if teachers ever realize that some of the student sitting in there class have serious mental illnesses and are collapsing… — Why Not Copy Share Image
What if that one car didn't quite see me and just maybe hit me? Would anyone care that I'm gone. Suicide is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I have found a way to beat myself I win by losing, something like that I'm told that I'm stupid So ok,… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
Me: I'm feeling quite good today Body: How? You're fat Self Harm: How? I'm on your arm as proof your not Mirror:… — She's_gone Copy Share Image
Your words in my head Knives in my heart, You build me up then I fall apart, Cause I'm only human, And… — She's Broken Copy Share Image
Of course I'm fine, why do you ask? Oh don't mind this, it's just my mask. It hides the grief, it hides… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Oh God just look at me now... one night opens words and utters pain... I cannot begin to explain to you... this...… — Emily Andrews Copy Share Image
Do you know what it's like to count your breaths, breathing them as you regret their very existence; What existence signifies purpose… — Me Copy Share Image
I cant live without you! I love you too much my soul is already dead now my life will join it — Me Copy Share Image
