I hate that feeling. The feeling when you’re sad but you have no idea why. You just are. And in your mind, you’re thinking of all the bad things in your life and apply it to your emotions, making you even more sad. Then people ask you what’s wrong and you have nothing to say. You end up sitting there, quiet, while it seems as if everyone, but you, is happy.

(Source: confessionsabouteatingdisorders)

sometimes

whenskiesaregrey:

i wish i wasn’t me and that i was completely different. i was a different height, weight, shape, i had a different hair, skin, eye colour. i had a different sense of humour, different taste in music. i didn’t love the same people, i had a different family, i enjoyed different things. that i was just… different.

i imagine completely starting over, leaving everyone and everything and just being something different.

"Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. It’s amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room. A song you didn’t even pay attention to at the time, a place that you didn’t even know had a particular smell."

my BDD is getting really bad again…i cant stop picking or thinking about picking…its consuming me.

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