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Call me Alex.
I'm not pro-anything.
I'm drawn towards anything delicate or fragile, and oddities captivate me.
5'1
cw: 98

 I have nobody left. 
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 I can’t think of a single reason why I shouldn’t press a burning piece of metal against my wrists. Not a single god damn reason.  
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 I just need one fucking friend. 
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beautyinthemidst: bones—and—blood: (via imgTumble)
 I’m broken beyond repair.  
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valittaa: (via 悲しみ)
 I keep taking the depression test over and over, hoping that it’ll stop telling me that I’m fucked up.  
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 It’s taking everything I have to not burn myself right now. I don’t want to break after 26 days free.  
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 I start to get happy, and then I fall back into this vicious cycle of burning and starving. I’m terrified that there’s no way out. 
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