CAN YOU PLEASE FUCKING USE THE ‘READ MORE’ TOOL IN YOUR FICS IM SICK OF SCROLLING THROUGH FIVE THOUSAND

just in case you need to be reminded

dont check up on your ex partner

dont check up on your ex friend

dont do it

it is not productive

you are better than that

I just found my favourite part of the not today choreo

I binged today and now I feel so gross. I'm so full that I feel sick. 🤢

I think I realized the ending of my story ten years ago when I sat in my room and cried over a lost soul and was never comforted. When the pain in my body became physical along with mental. When my empathy took control but stepped back at every possible moment. Who's to say we lead our own lives? When twisting bones and shattered minds get treated as though something were right instead of wrong. When doctors don't take a second glance at your pain or your suffering.

Melissa Rose

KyuVoice in ‘Mozart’ Part 1

CALLING ALL ANA’S!

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if the answer to any of those questions was yes, then I have the perfect thing for you!

search petiteplease on Kik and join the groupchat for a chance to make friends with girls who are just like you. guys are welcome as well! let’s be there for each other.

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Bangtan meetings part 1/??

So I've been super super anxious lately. Started a new job, went back to school after summer break. And now I'm not eating. Less in a purposeful way, but more in a im not hungry and I don't know what to do about it way. I need help. But I have no idea what to do. I can't go to inpatient hospitalization because I'll probably lose my job. And I can't miss school. But everything is getting so difficult. And I'm so lost and so confused. If you have any advice, please share. I could really use it.

I thought for a while that maybe I could not handle being hurt again. That maybe my shattered heart would crack just one more time. But when in my deepest throws of sorrow, I remember that there cannot possibly be anything worse than what I've already gone through. That life has handed me the shortest stick in the pile that you cannot even use it as a matchstick. But maybe I'm okay with that. Maybe I need to lose grasp of that stick and let it fly away in the wind, like the ashes of a loved one or a dandelion for a wish. Maybe when you stop defining your life by limitations you will see that there are endless possibilities.

Melissa Rose