Look up and see love has a face.

Look up and see love has a face.
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The path of illness
At first it’s like going home after a long holiday. I walk in to the door and fall into the embrace of a deeply missed lover, who sweetly and tenderly welcomes me back. Everything is familiar, and thus mostly comforting. It makes me feel deepened control, to be able to know…
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Romance and Sex Questions in an Airport [x]omg
i love you john green, i really do.
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But I’m afraid of eating anything because if I eat anything then it’s going to turn into a binge and then I’m going to have to purge and I don’t know how much more my body can handle. Not to mention it’s going to be embarrassing to have to purge again when my grandparents are in the next room and they know what I’m doing. FML.
I wish I had money so I could afford my own place. But that would require getting a job… aaaand that thought is terrifying to me. So no.
Dispelling myths about eating disorders.
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