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She said she tryna be different but she just like the rest of these bitches

† where your demons are hidden †
† where your demons are hidden †

wolfcode:

You can call me Ally, I’m Brazilian, and today I decide I’m gonna do anything to help who needs help.


I usually don’t publish posts like this but I found out recently that one of my girlfriends suffers from bulimia and I realize that I will always be nothing if I don’t change the way we look at ourselves.

So, if you need to talk to someone, if you’re feeling ugly, empty, alone, if you cut yourself, if you’re bulimic, anorexic, if you’re doing drugs, if you want to kill yourself or have a friend who wants, please, talk to me, ask for help, scream if you feel like you need to.

Let’s be better than our pain. Let’s stop judging someone just because you don’t get the way someone walks, talks or whatever bothers you. Let’s stop comparing ourselves. We are not the same. And if you feel bad about your look, change it, try a different shirt, a different haircut. But do it because of you.

Please, PLEASE, don’t kill yourself, don’t cut yourself. Don’t give your body the treatment you think you deserve. You’re so much better.
C’mon, we’re better than this. We can find our glory days.

I have my problems too, you know, a story full of tears. And sometimes I just want to disappear for a while, cry for days, and say to all those people I hurt how sorry I am. Yesterday I cried at school and omg was the best thing I’ve ever did. I told my friend everything I was feeling. I told her how much I wanted to drink and how many hearts I wanted to break just because my heart is broken. I told her how much I wanted to smoke and say fuck it to every single problem I have.

But we all have to stop doing all these wrong things that break us every time we do it and face it. Our problems won’t disappear with cutting, or drugs, you won’t be prettier throwing your food up, problems won’t be gone by killing yourself, by punching the wall.

Why are we so afraid of asking for help? What’s so wrong about admitting we’re lost?

It’s ok. It’s ok. We are not perfect. We will never be. And it’s ok. It’s ok cry, it’s ok admit you don’t know what you doing, it’s ok ask for help, we all need help sometimes.

And I’m here because I know there’s something you feel bad about. I’m here because I know how it feels like when you look around and you don’t see anyone. So, please, tell your pain to go away, I’m here now and you can tell me anything. My ask is always open, you can talk to me on facebook or whatsapp.


I’m probably as broken as you are now, but I made a promise…
“I’m gonna change the way we look at ourselves…”

wolfcode:

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† where your demons are hidden †
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☾ where your soul come to be free ☾
☾ where your soul come to be free ☾
☾ where your soul come to be free ☾
☾ where your soul come to be free ☾
† where your demons are hidden †
† where your demons are hidden †