I'm quite sarcastic. I laugh a lot. I love music, singing, dancing, writing, photography, etc.
I'm in love with rock/hardcore/metal.
Favorite bands: Skillet, Red, Falling Up, Anberlin, OM&M, SWS, MMF, PTV, P.O.D., Demon Hunter, Switchfoot, and Mute Math.
I love to eat, so if you give me food, I'm yours. I'm a sucker for chivalry. im veRY SOCIALLY AWKWARd. I'm a fANGIRL. My fandoms include: The Walking Dead. Psych, Lie To Me, Supernatural, Sherlock, etc.
I don't trust people very easily. Dishonesty is probably one of the things I hate the most.
I still believe that everything will get better, even when it seems like it won't.
These are just a few things about myself.
My blog is about me expressing myself. It has some encouraging posts and some depressing posts. I share about things I've been through and things I've overcome (or trying to overcome). I have been through a lot. Also, I do NOT promote or glorify self harm/eating disorders/suicide in any form. Still, some posts may be triggering.
I will always be there for anyone who needs help, advice, or just needs someone to listen. Tumblr for me, is a place where I can share with the world who I really am. A place where I can share about the things I'm going through. It makes me feel like I'm not alone. It's like an escape from the real world.
And most of all, God is my EVERYTHING. I love Him with all my heart. <3
God Is Love
For dogs that bite the Japanese have invented Quack — a less threatening looking muzzle.
(via boldbruises)
my dad said that this knife he was looking at was too thin and i said ‘all the better to slit throats with’ and he didn’t even react
he said that he’s used to hearing my satanic homicidal remarks
A bandage.
When you cut too deep, you need a bandage. It will stop the bleeding.
But a bandage is a temporary treatment and you don’t need it.
You need something that will last forever.
A bandage can stop the bleeding but it won’t stop all those thoughts. It won’t stop your suffering. It will heal your cuts but won’t heal you.
I don’t need a bandage. My blood can keep pouring, I know I’ll be recovered only when I don’t have another reason to cut ever again.
reblogging mainly because of the caption. those words explain everything :(
i’ll never delete my tumblr so when my kids are like “ugh MOM u don’t understand”, i’ll show them my tumblr so they can realize i was once young & laughed at dick jokes
annihilated-technicolor-abyss:
-Rebecca
(Source: mycutsmayhealbutmymemorieswont, via i-hate-everything-about-myself)



