I’m Beautiful But I’m Broken.

I want to runaway with somebody.

I feel everything so incredibly intensely. Like a gift I haven’t learned how to use yet. I know my emotions are a blessing, I know, but why doesn’t it feel that way? Have I not met the right people? Am I not healed enough to maintain relationships with others? I wish I just knew all the answers. I guess I don’t have to have everything figured out right now. All I know is I don’t need to be cured or fixed or saved, just loved. If for once in my life I could just have that genuine love and patience - I know it would help me. I know it would heal the broken pieces of me that I cannot heal alone. I’m not giving up hope yet, I won’t. Love is out there waiting for me and I’m getting ready. I am ready. But until I find it I’ll give myself all that love I desire until I’ve loved me enough to feel safe enough to allow someone else to love me as well.

Blow and hello kitty are my only sources of happiness these days

I can’t wait to die and all this pain is over

I wish I could meet a man who saw through my body and into my soul. That’s all I desire.

“I’m fine!!”

Literally her:

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