prods wife

just your average, lame, teenage fangirl.
mindless behavior.
twitter: @asapmindless
ashleewolfie:

pr0crasturbatee:

todesstille:

rainbow-femme:

cut2livecut2die:

fightingdem0ns:

cant-escape-the-darkside:

mlssed:

gently—fading:

sue-eh-side:

i-wont-wait-forever:

crimson-cuts:

crimson-cuts:
this actually makes me feel sick to the stomach, how can someone stop loving someone because they’re suicidal? how can this society be so fucked up that it has come to this. i actually hate this world.

i’m afraid this will happen to me, too

I am too.. ^

now im sick to my stomach scared this will hapen to me


I know have a hole in my stomach. What? Who would ever say that? I’d like to know. This. Is. Terrible

aaron broke up with me because i was suicidal and i guess he wanted the freedom to fuck other girls without having to worry about my killing myself 

My bf broke up with me too because of it. He said it was too much for him to handle…

Well when you’re young and dating someone, you do it to enjoy yourself and be happy. And while it’s important to be there for people who need help, sometimes you just can’t be there anymore. I’ve dated girls who are, and having to never be able to talk about yourself because you need to be giving constant reassurance to them instead, having to keep waking up at four in the morning to talk them down, having to spend half your conversations trying to convince them that they shouldn’t kill themselves and ignoring any problems in your own life, it’s not how one expects to spend their teen years
Now I know it’s not a common feeling, especially here on tumblr, but sometimes you just can’t spend so much of your life trying to help someone else that is beyond your help, and you have to do what’s best for yourself for once and get out before you get hurt too

^ I absolutely agree with you. Imagine what pressure someone has to feel if they’re always worried their girl-/boyfriend is going to kill themselves if you have a fight or if you break up. And maybe it kills so much positivity in you that they just don’t recognize the person they once fell for anymore or the person they thought you were.

^^^^

Exactly ^^^ Truthfully, I am always the first one to say “I am always here for you.” And I mean it 100%. But sometimes the pressure and just.. The FEAR of completely fucking up, knowing that you can send your significant other over the edge and then suddenly they’re gone forever.. Its really hard to handle. I’d rather be there for them as a super close friend, than have that extreme pressure of hurting them so bad that they die.

ashleewolfie:

pr0crasturbatee:

todesstille:

rainbow-femme:

cut2livecut2die:

fightingdem0ns:

cant-escape-the-darkside:

mlssed:

gently—fading:

sue-eh-side:

i-wont-wait-forever:

crimson-cuts:

crimson-cuts:

this actually makes me feel sick to the stomach, how can someone stop loving someone because they’re suicidal? how can this society be so fucked up that it has come to this. i actually hate this world.

i’m afraid this will happen to me, too

I am too.. ^

now im sick to my stomach scared this will hapen to me

I know have a hole in my stomach. What? Who would ever say that? I’d like to know. This. Is. Terrible

aaron broke up with me because i was suicidal and i guess he wanted the freedom to fuck other girls without having to worry about my killing myself 

My bf broke up with me too because of it. He said it was too much for him to handle…

Well when you’re young and dating someone, you do it to enjoy yourself and be happy. And while it’s important to be there for people who need help, sometimes you just can’t be there anymore. I’ve dated girls who are, and having to never be able to talk about yourself because you need to be giving constant reassurance to them instead, having to keep waking up at four in the morning to talk them down, having to spend half your conversations trying to convince them that they shouldn’t kill themselves and ignoring any problems in your own life, it’s not how one expects to spend their teen years

Now I know it’s not a common feeling, especially here on tumblr, but sometimes you just can’t spend so much of your life trying to help someone else that is beyond your help, and you have to do what’s best for yourself for once and get out before you get hurt too

^ I absolutely agree with you. Imagine what pressure someone has to feel if they’re always worried their girl-/boyfriend is going to kill themselves if you have a fight or if you break up. And maybe it kills so much positivity in you that they just don’t recognize the person they once fell for anymore or the person they thought you were.

^^^^

Exactly ^^^ Truthfully, I am always the first one to say “I am always here for you.” And I mean it 100%. But sometimes the pressure and just.. The FEAR of completely fucking up, knowing that you can send your significant other over the edge and then suddenly they’re gone forever.. Its really hard to handle. I’d rather be there for them as a super close friend, than have that extreme pressure of hurting them so bad that they die.

(via hating--me)

My brother killed himself
on the twenty-eighth Thursday of last year
and I missed four days of work
and my mom wanted to know ‘Why’.
My brother
he was always a fan of beauty
but what he did
was not beautiful at all.

And last week I got the news
that one of my good friends from high school
had overdosed
(again)
except this time
she’d gone too far
and now she was gone.
And I had a hard time falling asleep at night
and her mother
hugged me tight
and thanked me for coming to the service
but I did not
want to be there at all.
This is not
beautiful.

The girl down the street
would’ve turned 21 last year
and I can scarcely imagine
the wild times she would’ve
(should’ve)
had.
But she is buried six feet deep
after falling nearly 300
and she did not leave a note.
This is not
beautiful.

My freshman year of college
and my roommate was beautiful
and how I wanted to be just like her.
But she wore herself down
till she was
almost invisible
and if you blinked
you had to go and find her all over again.
So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuition
but are paying her hospital bills
watching their daughter crumble.
This is not
beautiful.

So y’all can take your narcissistic
romanticizing
and glamorizing
of self harm and eating disorders and committing suicide
and shove them as far up your ass
as you possibly can.
Starvation is not beautiful.
Killing yourself is not beautiful.
Sadness
is not beautiful.
This note I am writing
is not beautiful.

But you
you are beautiful
and it’s about damn time you start believing it.

eponiner:

So my thirteen year old brother always asks to use my video camera. And I never knew why. But today I opened iMovie for the first time in months and THIS IS WHAT I FOUND.

AWWW

(via how-to-be-mindless)

East african girls so bad

East african girls so bad