I am super depressed lately. When I do sleep it’s restless and unsatisfactory. I’m scared, I feel like a waste of life, and nothing seems to be falling my way. I am worthless, so utterly worthless, and I don’t know if I am actually capable of becoming worthy of the people around me. The more broken I feel the more I try to project positivity, I know I can snap when I’m low and I don’t want to be the cause of displeasure for others. I just know how awful I feel and if I can make someone feel recognized and cared for I want to.
But I can’t stop puking lately, I feel so sick. I don’t know anymore if I’m actually sick or if I am physically sickened by my own existence.

My sister is a pathological liar and seriously needs to grow the hell out of it. 
My sister is a psycho, my sister is a psycho, my sister is a psycho. 

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bye-byethunderthighs:

fit-strong-and-hott:

Just move

Girl, you gotta build up dem calves

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