~She paints a pretty picture but this picture has a twist her paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist~< 3 — Shes_gone Copy Share Image
Reblog if... you have ever taken a blade to that beautiful body of yours, skipped a meal at least once on purpose,… — Im Nothing Copy Share Image
Sometimes being strong means holding back the tears but letting them fall. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I'm fat, I'm ugly, I'm worthless, I'm useless, I'm depressed, I'm not ok, I want to die I hate myself — Me Copy Share Image
I used to think you were amazing. I would have done anything for you. I never thought that I would have to… — Me Myself And I Copy Share Image
People talk about the way disembodied spirits roam the world with no place to park themselves, but all I can think is… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
They'll just cut our wrists like Cheap coupons and say that death Was on sale today. — Marilyn Manson Copy Share Image
People say I have a great life but they are wrong I get abused by my parents so I decide to self… — Jakey Copy Share Image
She lays down at night watching the night sky, thinking about her past. Watching her scars glimmer in the moons light and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Wrists kissed by a razor blade tongue tainted by lies force a smile hold back tears as I quietly die inside~ — Im Nothing Copy Share Image
~ I dont wanna hurt anymore. please depression is like war, you either winor you die trying not matter how much you… — She's_gone Copy Share Image
Its sad really that the only reason I havent killed myself yet is because I dont want to hurt anyone but the… — Im Nothing Copy Share Image
Fake smile, dried eyes. Scratched wrists, bruised thighs. White pills, Rope tied. Gun loaded, SUICIDE — Anonymous Copy Share Image
We couldnt imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and… — Jeffery Eugenides Copy Share Image
I always thought night time was the worst. Turns out, mornings are the worst. It's in the morning that you realize you're… — Me Copy Share Image
It calls me closer, its calls me near Just once and it'll be over Death whispers in my ear Irresistible is its… — Me Copy Share Image
We are all born fallen, and there is nothing we can do to overcome the original sin! — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
