Thoughts from a not very stable girl

Yeah ... my names Emma and I'm twenty one. I live in England, London girl!... I'm sorry. I'm sorry if my blog goes from happy and weird to depressing and sad. I just post things that I feel at the time.
7impossible-things:

diary-of-a-dead-fuckup:

In the top left corner you have depression, isolating you from humanity, telling you you’re worthless and making you feel vulnerable.
Next to her is anorexia. Skinny and evil, she is made of bones and tells you not to eat.
At the fridge is bulimia/binge eating disorder. Binging and possibly purging, she makes you feel gross from all you ate.
In the bottom left is anxiety/suicidal tendencies. Alone, scared and helpless she turns to drugs to end your pain…either for a little while or forever.
At the right of the table you have self harm. Constantly whispering, providing “relief” and telling you it’ll all be okay. If you cut deeper. Evilly enticing you until the pain stops.
In the middle, is yourself. The only one with human eyes. Surrounded by your demons.

Can we just. Please.

7impossible-things:

diary-of-a-dead-fuckup:

In the top left corner you have depression, isolating you from humanity, telling you you’re worthless and making you feel vulnerable.

Next to her is anorexia. Skinny and evil, she is made of bones and tells you not to eat.

At the fridge is bulimia/binge eating disorder. Binging and possibly purging, she makes you feel gross from all you ate.

In the bottom left is anxiety/suicidal tendencies. Alone, scared and helpless she turns to drugs to end your pain…either for a little while or forever.

At the right of the table you have self harm. Constantly whispering, providing “relief” and telling you it’ll all be okay. If you cut deeper. Evilly enticing you until the pain stops.

In the middle, is yourself. The only one with human eyes. Surrounded by your demons.

Can we just. Please.

(via transfixus)

janmariel:

You know you’re attached to someone when you’ve gotten so used to talking to them on a daily basis and they’ve become a part of your happiness. But when you guys don’t talk, it’s like a part of you is gone and you just start to miss them uncontrollably.

(via sing-sweet-songbird)

uglysoulsbeautifulbodies:

DO NOT DISMISS A SOMETHING A CHILD IS PROUD OF. LOOK AT IT. POINT SOMETHING OUT AND TELL THEM YOU LOVE IT. IF A CHILD DRAWS YOU A RAINBOW, TELL THEM YOU LOVE HOW IT HAS RED. THEY WILL THINK “WOW. IT DOES HAVE RED. THEY LOVE HOW I PUT RED IN IT. I PUT RED IN IT. AND THEY NOTICED.” MAKE SURE YOUR CHILD KNOWS YOU ARE PROUD OF THEM.

(via sing-sweet-songbird)