I Love Books That Absolutely Destroy Me Emotionally

I love books that absolutely destroy me emotionally 💗

Me, starting a book, being fully aware that it will destroy me mentally and emotionally: Now the fun begins!!!

I love my mum, I’d do anything to go back and make sure she’d never meet my dad </3

I sometimes wonder if my mom would’ve had a better life had she ended up with a different man,I know that would cease my existence,but I hope she knows that I would give up every fickle of my existence to make sure she has the life she deserved.

one day I’ll look as lovely as the girls in my class

Thinspø

I can't stand being so fat. Even though I've lost weight and people say I look good, I know I still have so much more to lose.

I swear I'll be beautiful one day.

I wish I knew more people who read the same books I read 😞🎀

If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

translated by Anne Carson

I feel so silly whenever this happens. I just love yapping about my current hyperfixation 😞

how it feels when i get really excited to talk ab a special interest and my friend goes "yeah you've said that before"