fuccinjas

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💎perc

I wrote dis

And i needed to voice my thoughts

but if i did, you would worry

so my thoughts shall remain thoughts

and my voice will stay voiceless

Altfashionblog

Percs and xansss

I need this stash necklace you don’t understand!!🥺😭someone help a bitch out

"how have u been”

bro i want to disappear forever without a single explanation

My problem is I never healed I just kept going

me when i see me: thats not me

my heart goes out to anyone who was made to feel stupid for caring too much. anyone who was laughed at or "cringed" at for being themselves. anyone who cried silently so they don't be a burden. anyone whose love was taken for granted. anyone who feels unsafe in their own bodies. to anyone who felt devastated because others failed to be humane enough. it's not you, it's them. i hope you find a way to love yourself again. you're not alone. you're important.

it’s funny how desperate i am for genuine human connection despite the lengths i go to avoid it

If you need a drug to get off another drug how drug free are you

when the rain is fallin', wonder who you call

Don't pray to god, you rather cry than call

Don't jump, pretend it don't hurt

When you’re feeling blue

remember u control n create ur own destiny in dreams u only have this life in this body once and out of trillions of possible cells , you are the soul of who was chosen to be here. we hurt to heal, we heal to learn our learnings lead us to our destiny.

Herowannnn

Blue Xanny bar💎

New pizzo ❤️‍🔥

So tiny&cute

I’m sorry I guess it just didn’t get better

Fuck yeaaaa

I’m not pro Ana or anything but damn thigh gap for daysssss

I’m built like the Geico lizard

Yo ask me shit talk to me but don’t message me lol but send anonymous bullshit and submit pics I wanna see who’s following me and your beautiful drugs/ clouds and glass pieces lol

push me onto the bed and climb on top of me

Dude I feel this shit in my soul going through it man

If I relapse

If I relapse, I would lose everything I worked so hard to obtain in the last couple of months. I would not feel the weight of the world, but I would feel an intense wave of disappointment from the ones I love the most. I would let everybody down - I would let myself down. If I take even one xanax bar, I would begin a slow downhill spiral.

 Xanax would turn into cocaine and cocaine would turn into a sheet of crumpled foil in my hand. On the foil would lay goopy yellow chunks of fentanyl, and my fingers would be stained black. My mental health would plummet and I would dive deep into insanity. Once my parents figured out that I have relapsed, they would cut me off financially and I would be left on the streets. My boyfriend would be done with me, and he would break my heart and tell me to leave him alone forever. Without his presence a hole would grow deep within the depths of my heart. I would fill that hole with men and drugs. Since I would be screwed financially, my only option is to leech off of men.

A junkie would whisk me away to his dingy apartment. He would feed me any drug I desired. He would treat me like shit, perhaps even abuse me. I would let him treat me negatively because I would think, “I deserve this.” My hopes and dreams would fade into oblivion. Every day would be the same: Wake up, find drugs, get high, go to sleep. Over and over again. Monotony and chaos. My family would grieve as if I were dead. Hope would dwindle as I twist the pipe. Hope would lessen as I would hold a tooter in between my chapped lips. Hope would decrease as I would snort white powder up my nostrils. The bright light that used to shine on my life would turn to pitch black,

Eventually, I would be dead. True blackness would envelope my gloomy soul. There would be no coming back from death - no more chances, no more rehab, no more therapy, no more meetings. Hope would truly be lost.

I can’t relapse. I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t

I miss old tumblr I repeat I miss old tumblr

Life is empty I need someone to take up space in my mind again

Two looks lol

Bones:

The physical change hurts the most, even when it’s what you ruined yourself for.