29 5 / 2012
My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…
Pluto is there.
The artist remembered Pluto.
Guys…
The artist drew Pluto crying.
(via larrrrrrystylinson)
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29 5 / 2012
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29 5 / 2012
Yeah, I did fall tonight. I’m sorry I lied. I just didn’t want to disappoint you again.
29 5 / 2012
I haven’t cut that deep before…
I’m losing my mind. It’s scary how easy it is to convince myself that just one more cut will be enough. It’ll be easy to hide. You’ll stop after that. But those are just lies. I can’t stop. I’m getting worse.
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29 5 / 2012
"What are these scars from?”, she asked. “They’re my battle wounds.”, I replied. She looked at me for a long time… “Who were you battling?” - “Myself”."
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29 5 / 2012
Day 1: I started about 4 years ago, in 8th grade. My reason for the very first time is actually extremely stupid. My friend told me she did it and I got curious, so the next time I was upset, I tried it. Surprisingly enough, it worked. Still does.
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