My name is Rachel, and welcome to my blog. Here's some things you might want to know about me before you get into it.
I'm 16 and I live in Canada, I suffer from depression, self harm and eating disorders. I'm trying to build up my self-esteem but I'm not too sure how to. I'm a huge fan of One Direction, Demi Lovato, Ed Sheeran, You Me At Six, Maroon 5, Eminem, The Pretty Reckless, The Wanted, Olly Murs, and all that jazz, but I like pretty much all types of music. I try to keep all my thoughts to myself because every time I open up to someone, they leave.

You don't know me, don't pretend you do.

 

You wouldn’t care if I killed myself tonight anyways.

I’m sick of pretending I’m okay. I’m not fucking okay. Odds are if I died tomorrow, you wouldn’t try to stop me today, so why the fuck do I keep on hoping you’ll come around? You hate me and I understand why. I hate me more than you can ever imagine.

I’m such a fucking hypocrite.

ipretendahappiness-idontfeel:

This was about 4 days ago. More cuts are below that; I didn’t want to take a picture of my entire thigh, though because it’s huge >.<

ipretendahappiness-idontfeel:

This was about 4 days ago. More cuts are below that; I didn’t want to take a picture of my entire thigh, though because it’s huge >.<