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anatomy-of-recovery:

TW, discussion of self-harm.
So, I saw this on my dash a little while ago (I cropped it so it wouldn’t be triggering) and I wanted to let you all know that it isn’t true.  
Boys self-harm too.  Would you refuse to date a guy who had self harm scars?
I’ve been with my boyfriend for 6 years and I stared self-harming 10 years ago.  That means that by the time we started dating, I had 4 years of scar history on my body.  We had met a few times before, but one night we both ended up at the same party.  I was early in my eating disorder recovery and my blood sugar levels were all over the place.  I had also relapsed with self harm earlier that day and I was wearing a wristband over a wet gauze pad covering my very painful wounds.  He saw me spacing out on the couch and asked if I needed anything. After rummaging through the kitchen and bringing me applesauce, he redressed my wounds and drove me home.  He asked me out a week later and we’ve been together ever since.  He also has a history of self harm.  Most of my scars have faded over the years as we’ve grown together, but I’ll never forget him kissing my scars and telling me that I was beautiful.  I love his scars too.  Sometimes I trace them with my fingers and remember how much he’s healed.  
When you meet the right person, you love them.  You love their scars and how they’ve overcome obstacles.  
Your scars don’t make you ugly.

anatomy-of-recovery:

TW, discussion of self-harm.

So, I saw this on my dash a little while ago (I cropped it so it wouldn’t be triggering) and I wanted to let you all know that it isn’t true.  

Boys self-harm too.  Would you refuse to date a guy who had self harm scars?

I’ve been with my boyfriend for 6 years and I stared self-harming 10 years ago.  That means that by the time we started dating, I had 4 years of scar history on my body.  We had met a few times before, but one night we both ended up at the same party.  I was early in my eating disorder recovery and my blood sugar levels were all over the place.  I had also relapsed with self harm earlier that day and I was wearing a wristband over a wet gauze pad covering my very painful wounds.  He saw me spacing out on the couch and asked if I needed anything. After rummaging through the kitchen and bringing me applesauce, he redressed my wounds and drove me home.  He asked me out a week later and we’ve been together ever since.  He also has a history of self harm.  Most of my scars have faded over the years as we’ve grown together, but I’ll never forget him kissing my scars and telling me that I was beautiful.  I love his scars too.  Sometimes I trace them with my fingers and remember how much he’s healed.  

When you meet the right person, you love them.  You love their scars and how they’ve overcome obstacles.  

Your scars don’t make you ugly.

(via imanidivine)

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Confessions Of A Cancerous Mutation: i dont have any words, but if i had any, they'd be these. →

cancerousconfessions:

it was like this:

we shared a seat in a school bus
and I was thinking that you didn’t mind
the way our knees touched. but
it was actually that you just didn’t notice.

it was like this:

kiss me and I’ll change your life.
kiss me and you’ll come back for more.
kiss me and I’ll ruin you.
kiss me…

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I would but I’m too ugly for anyone to actually pay for me.

I would but I’m too ugly for anyone to actually pay for me.

(via allbitcheswelcome-butnotreally)

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nessakinnz42:

AHAHAHAHAHAHA DAMN BENSON!!!! xD

nessakinnz42:

AHAHAHAHAHAHA DAMN BENSON!!!! xD

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5 hours ago

If our parents could see our dashboards right now they be like

chaystar:

(Source: datbullmelo, via spacejunkandhighteens)

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