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  • Call me Cassie. Black Licorice. Cold weather. Tall. Written words. Eating disordered. Long fingers. Rare snowfalls.

    A monster parted my sea of ribs and ate my heart whole; beating; only to be left in its bottomless pit of silent screams

    As we all know.. What goes down must come up //
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red-hot-poker:

click for grunge
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Bulimia is a speeding train with no brakes, bingeing and purging and bingeing and purging no matter how broke you are or how disgusting the food is or what you should be doing. It’s gorging until you can barely stand, puking until you bleed, and the city could burn to the ground and when it was over you’d still be standing in the ashes, bingeing and purging.

— disenchantED (via catherineofsiena)
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You guys it’s Easter 0.o

Time to eat copious amounts of candy and add a little flesh to our rims

……..

Or smoke pot instead.
You know

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lavandula:

red valentino spring/summer 2012 campaign
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Fat fat fat fat

And I’m only getting fatter .

And thats my self loathing/ pity party of the day

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Depression is like a tornado, theres nothing you can do but sit and wait, and finally when the storm is over you are left with the destruction. The scars on your body, the puffy eyes from crying, the exshaustion from fighting a losing battle. Its consuming.

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skinny-ocean:

(via imgTumble)
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forever-ginger:

This.
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