(via mysilhouette-ittauntsme)
I wouldn’t even have thought of it.
When you go to weigh yourself and the scale has shit on it.
I’m trying to be discrete, and I don’t want my mom to ask what that scale says. Either it’s going to be in my comfort zone, or hers. And either way, someone is going to be hurt.
How cruel.
Like I’d rather torture myself. I had control. And I miss it.
I want that back. The control. It just doesn’t feel right anymore to be like this.
I’m sorry, but this has to end.
No matter how hard I try to detach myself from who I was.
But I need to let go. That’s the only way to move forward. To let go of everything I was. Everything I am. And start fresh.
IF YOU LOVE SNAPE YOU SHOULD WATCH THIS!
That was beautiful.
THIS IS WAY TOO MUCH FOR ME TO HANDLE.
omfg. I wanna be loved like that one day. This video is too much D: