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  1. BlackButterflies BlackButterflies
    posted a quote
    April 23, 2013 12:28am UTC
    I've made a lot of progress. I don't think about calories or scales or thigh gaps anymore. Ever. I've gained 35 pounds. You can't see my bones anymore. I don't spend every minute of free time staring at food in the supermarket, I don't shiver whenever anyone mentions eating McDonalds. My throat has healed up, my period has come back. And I never told anyone about any of it, so the reason I'm posting this is that you guys are the only people who I feel safe telling.

  2. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    July 27, 2013 11:14pm UTC
    You think that everything would be
    better without you, correct?
    You’re utterly convinced that no
    one needs you, right?
    Right now, I want you to go to
    your special hiding place and
    get your knife, your blade,
    your lighter; whatever tool
    you’ve spent countless nights
    battling, turning to for some
    type of comfort. Now, I want you
    to hold that tool. I want you to
    feel the weight of it within
    your palm. Feel the coldness
    against your warm skin.
    Now, picture this:
    your mother, going to your room
    to wake you up, only to find your
    corpse on the ground, surrounded
    by your own blood.
    Can you hear it now?
    The shrieks of terrors,
    the uncontrollably sobbing.
    Can you hear it now?
    Then, your father comes running
    to your room, finding your mother,
    his wife, clutching your limp
    body (his precious baby); screaming
    to the heavens, desperately wishing
    that she would just wake up from this nightmare.
    He runs to her, pulling her away
    from your body, shielding her
    away from the horror. He bites his tongue,
    holding back the sobs.
    An hour later, they’ve collected
    the body and your mother hasn’t
    moved from the couch, blankly staring
    into space; still waiting, hoping, praying
    that she’ll wake up from this nightmare.
    Your farther is in the other room,
    sobbing silently; the same man
    who you never once saw cry,
    broken down.
    Still believe your life means nothing?
    Now picture your sibling, your sister, your brother,
    getting called to the office; their teacher telling
    them it’s an emergency. Your parents are there,
    your mother is crying, your father is holding
    her shaking body. Your sibling is confused, frightened.
    They tell them the news, and the teacher
    has to catch them before they fall
    to the ground.
    It was just last night you two
    were bickering over what movie
    to watch. It was just last night they
    heard your laugh, saw your smile.
    It was just last night.
    When they tell your best friend,
    they break down; you two were
    supposed to see a movie that weekend.
    You two were going to get pizza; now you’re gone,
    and they’re left alone to fight their own demons.
    It’s been one month.
    Your door remains closed,
    no one dares to go in there.
    Your mother has shut down,
    not knowing how to go on.
    She cries herself to sleep every night.
    Blaming herself for not telling you
    how much she loves you.
    Your father goes through the motions,
    but some nights, he has a little too
    much whiskey, hoping to numb the
    pain that seems to have settled
    on his chest.
    Your sibling has gone silent,
    turning to the knife to deal
    with the pain that has taken
    over them. Almost ever night,
    they break down, punching
    the ground, screaming your name
    to the heavens.
    Your best friend goes out every night,
    drinking to forget the ache in their chest.
    Just one more glass of vodka to forget,
    even for a little while.
    And where are you?
    You’re six feet under the ground,
    rotting away silently.
    While everyone you loved,
    who loved you, is continuing
    their lives—but there’s a void
    in their a hearts, a space where
    you once lived in.
    Did you know that you’re
    the reason your best friend
    didn’t kill them self?
    Did you know that you were
    your sibling’s best friend?
    Your parents’ pride and joy?
    The light of everyone’s lives.
    No, because you were blinded
    by your sadness; you let
    the darkness win.
    Don’t let the darkness win.
    Put the tool down, you’re
    needed elsewhere.

  3. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    March 28, 2013 7:58pm UTC
    March 28, 2012
    Little girl, five years old.
    Spends the days playing tag
    and living in a world full of magic.
    She has a light in her eyes,
    full of hope and love.
    Little girl, five years old.
    Little girl, ten years old.
    People called her fat today;
    she didn’t say a word about it.
    That night,
    she went to bed without
    food in her
    Little girl, ten years old.
    Little girl, fifteen years old.
    She covers her face in makeup,
    she thinks that’s the
    only way people will
    ever call her beautiful.
    Everyday, she looks in the mirror,
    hating the person starting back at her.
    Little girl, fifteen years old.
    Little girl, seventeen years old.
    Last night, she learned how to
    play with fate.
    Just a knick of the wrist
    and she saw red;
    the shiny new blade
    became her
    new best friend that night.
    Little girl, seventeen years old.
    Little girl, eighteen years old.
    Saddest story ever told.
    Once upon a time,
    she lived in a world of magic;
    now, tragedy has struck.
    Tonight, she cut little deeper,
    took a few more pills.
    A note in her pocket that read:
    ‘little girl, eighteen years old;
    little girl no more.’ (DS)

  4. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    July 8, 2013 12:02pm UTC
    Instead of trying to "fix"
    the sad boys and girls
    who have scars on their
    wrists (or their hearts),
    how about we try to fix
    what drove them to
    such sadness.

  5. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    March 31, 2013 7:36pm UTC
    Rarely do you
    see an adult walking
    around with scars
    littering their body;
    now is it because
    they were a happier
    Or, maybe,
    it's because
    most of us
    just don't
    make it
    that far.

  6. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    June 2, 2013 11:46pm UTC
    When the metal pierced
    my skin, staining my
    pale flesh red,
    I thought I could
    control it.
    Just this once,
    I reasoned with
    myself, justifying
    my sins to my
    own demons.
    just this once
    quickly turned into
    just once more;
    followed shortly by
    only when I need it.
    When the metal
    pieced my flesh,
    I thought I was
    strong enough
    to control it.
    Four years,
    countless scars,
    countless nights,
    spent crying alone,
    playing with fate,
    I realize I was wrong.

  7. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    April 20, 2013 8:58pm UTC
    I am in an abusive
    They hurt me,
    they call me names,
    they tell me
    I'm worthless,
    and how much
    no one will ever
    love me.
    Thing is,
    I can't get away.
    Because you
    can't run away
    from yourself.

  8. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    July 25, 2013 4:57pm UTC
    I can't figure out what's
    worse, the fact that I
    reached for the blade,
    or that I was too sad
    to pick it up.

  9. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    September 20, 2013 9:07pm UTC
    I miss the coldness of the metal
    that I pierced into me
    oh-so sinfully.
    and the warmth
    of the crimson liquid
    that flowed down
    my wrist.
    I miss your soothing words,
    medicine for my aching soul.
    I miss feeling loved,
    and dreaming about our future—
    I miss many things.
    But, most of all,
    I miss who I used to be.

  10. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    April 21, 2013 7:00pm UTC
    Why would you
    do this to yourself,
    you asked.
    Softly, you caressed
    the tainted surface
    of my wrist, covered
    in little pink lines.
    Why, why, why, you
    whispered brokenly.
    The same reason
    you breathe,
    to stay alive.

  11. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    June 3, 2013 7:45pm UTC
    That man sitting
    on the corner of
    the steet, begging
    for change—he
    was once a young
    boy, playing pretend,
    dreaming of his
    future and its possibilities.
    That girl, with the noose
    around her neck, hanging
    so quietly—she was once
    a young girl, getting lost
    in a world full of magic,
    in love with life.
    That teenage boy, drinking
    his father's stash of whiskey,
    in desperate need to numb
    the pain deep within his chest;
    there was time when
    he promised himself
    he would never let it
    come to this.
    Now look in the mirror,
    is this what you pictured
    for yourself when you
    were naïve and
    in love with life?

  12. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    June 8, 2013 8:05pm UTC
    I've got
    a head full
    of dark
    and a
    such a

  13. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    August 2, 2013 4:10pm UTC
    You’re too young to hate the world.
    That’s what they keep on saying,
    over and over again; trying to reason
    with me, trying to convince me that
    this hatred inside of me is
    absurd and irrelevant.
    But, apparently, I’m not too young
    to have my innocence stolen
    from me before I was old enough
    to even understand what
    was happening to me.
    I’m not too young to take a blade
    to my skin in attempt to bleed
    out all of my demons.
    I’m not too young to pump myself
    full of medication to numb
    myself not only from the pain,
    but from the happiness too.
    I’m not too young to count calories
    and hate myself every time I take
    another bite.
    I’m not too young to look in
    the mirror and hate what I
    see because I’ll never be
    beautiful like the women in
    the magazines;
    I’m not too young to be deemed
    unworthy because I don’t act,
    talk, and look a cetain way;
    the way that is deemed
    by society.
    But, I am too young
    to hate the world.

  14. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    June 5, 2013 9:49pm UTC
    I think you're lovely
    when you're laying
    in the grass, your
    eyes glistening in
    the September Sun.
    I think you're wonderful
    as blood flows down your
    wrists, and you're fighting
    against the demons in
    your head.
    I think you're amazing
    when your anger gets
    the best of you and you
    shut me out, and you try
    to push me away—but
    we both know I'm
    not going anywhere.
    But, to me, you're the most
    beautiful when you look me
    in the eyes and whisper,
    help me, I can't do this
    on my own.
    And together, we throw
    away your blades,
    and you put down the
    bottle of pills;
    choosing to not
    let the monsters
    in your head win.

  15. YouthInRetrospect YouthInRetrospect
    posted a quote
    May 18, 2013 12:20pm UTC
    If you glamorize self-harm, low self-esteem and anxienty and act
    like they're something to be desired in the person you're in a
    relationship with to make it look 'cute',
    congratulations you are an a.sshole goodbye (◕‿◕✿)

  16. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    May 6, 2013 8:57pm UTC
    All I am is
    a sinner trying
    to survive the
    only way I
    know how.

  17. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    September 20, 2013 7:33pm UTC
    Just because I've been a good girl
    and I haven't torn open my skin recently,
    doesn't mean the thoughts in my head
    aren't killing me painstakingly slow;
    it doesn't mean I'm any less fücked up.

  18. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    July 20, 2013 7:03pm UTC
    It was three in the morning
    when I found you on the
    bathroom floor, curled into
    yourself, sobbing silently.
    I rushed towards you,
    pulling you into my arms,
    grasping tightly, scared that
    if I let go, you would float away.
    Your blood stained hands clutched
    onto my shirt tightly, burying your
    head into my chest; I’m sorry, you
    whispered over and over again.
    I kissed your forehead, rocking you
    back and forth gently, rubbing your
    back soothingly. I bit my lip, holding
    back the sobs that were threatening
    to overtake me. It’s okay, I whispered
    softly; running my fingers
    through your hair.
    We both knew I couldn‘t
    be your savior; no matter
    how much I wanted to;
    there were just some
    demons that you needed
    to fight alone.
    But, no matter what,
    I will always be with you,
    holding you through the
    nights that are so cruel
    to you; when the demons
    win, and it’s just too much
    for you to take.
    I will always be there.

  19. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    April 10, 2013 7:24pm UTC
    Our minds used to be
    full of magic; our eyes
    would shine with hope
    in the September sky.
    We would play in
    our own little worlds,
    where the good guys
    would always beat
    the bad guys.
    Now, our eyes are dead
    as we chug down the vodka
    to make us dumb;
    slicing open our veins
    to make us numb.
    And now the bad guys
    live within ourselves,
    slowly killing us
    from the inside out.

  20. darling destiny* darling destiny*
    posted a quote
    May 2, 2013 6:16pm UTC
    May 2, 2013
    I regret the words
    that have left my lips.
    I want my metal friends
    back in my hands,
    I want my words back;
    but, most of all,
    I want my secrets back.


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