I am not my anxiety, I am my own self.
I am not my anxiety, I am my own self.
I am not my anxiety, I am my own self.
I am not my anxiety, I am my own self.
Me, as I convince myself that I can go out. (via the-one-with-anxiety) Friday Sep 19 @ 03:19am
Friday Sep 19 @ 03:07am
My pillow isn’t as comfortable as your chest. Unknown (via petrichour) Sunday Sep 14 @ 11:06pm
Sunday Sep 14 @ 11:00pm
Sunday Sep 14 @ 10:59pm
Sunday Sep 14 @ 10:50pm
Sunday Sep 14 @ 10:48pm
ammeb:

Another picture of my most recent piece. It’s hard to get all the details of it! I’ll probably post more pictures of it on my dress form later💕 ps: I only made one!

ammeb:

Another picture of my most recent piece. It’s hard to get all the details of it! I’ll probably post more pictures of it on my dress form later💕 ps: I only made one!

Sunday Sep 14 @ 10:47pm
I constantly wonder how my life looks in other people’s eyes. Do they think I have it easy? Do they think I have nothing going on for myself? Or are they fascinated with who I am? The thing is that no one will ever know my whole story. No one will ever know the things I’ve had to overcome. Not even my closest friends, not even my own family. The thing is that people are so quick to judge now a days. You only see a person from what they want and allow you to see. I always try to look as put together as if can and I guess that’s my way of hiding from the truth. It’s just that way, everyone will assume that everything in my life is okay, that I never go through anything. If only everyone knew how broken I am, and how I’m holding on for dear life on this one last strand that’s recently become very delicate. The truth is that no one really knows me. No one will ever know me and sometimes that scares me, because no one will ever know why I am the way I am.

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