1001 ways to feel gorgeous!

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"People always want to know what it feels like, so I’ll tell you: there’s a sting when you first..."

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““People always want to know what it feels like, so I’ll tell you: there’s a sting when you first slice, and then your heart speeds up when you see the blood, because you know you’ve done something you shouldn’t have, and yet you’ve gotten away with it. Then you sort of go into a trance, because it’s truly dazzling—that bright red line, like a highway route on a map that you want to follow to see where it leads. And—God—the sweet release, that’s the best way I can describe it, kind of like a balloon that’s tied to a little kid’s hand, which somehow breaks free and floats into the sky. You just know that balloon is thinking, Ha, I don’t belong to you after all; and at the same time, Do they have any idea how beautiful the view is from up here? And then the balloon remembers, after the fact, that it has a wicked fear of heights.
When reality kicks in, you grab some toilet paper or a paper towel (better than a washcloth, because the stains don’t ever come out 100 percent) and you press hard against the cut. You can feel your embarrassment; it’s a backbeat underneath your pulse. Whatever relief there was a minute ago congeals, like cold gravy, into a fist in the pit of your stomach. You literally make yourself sick, because you promised yourself last time would be the last time, and once again, you’ve let yourself down. So you hide the evidence of your weakness under layers of clothes long enough to cover the cuts, even if it’s summertime and no one is wearing jeans or long sleeves. You throw the bloody tissues into the toilet and watch the water go pink before you flush them into oblivion, and you wish it were really that easy.””

- -Jodi Picoult

"“The first time she carved something into her skin, she used the sharp tip of an X-Acto knife. She..."

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“The first time she carved something into her skin, she used the sharp tip of an X-Acto knife. She lifted up her shirt to show me after the cuts had scabbed over. She had scrawled F*** YOU on her stomach. I stood quiet for a moment, feeling the breath get knocked out of me. I should have grabbed her arm and taken her straight to the nurse’s office, into that small room with two cots covered in paper sheets and the sweet, stale medicinal smell.

I should have lifted Ingrid’s shirt to show the cuts. Look, I would’ve said to the nurse at her little desk, eyeglasses perched on her pointed nose. Help her.

Instead, I reached my hand out and traced the words. The cuts were shallow, so the scabs only stood out a little bit. They were rough and brown. I knew that a lot of girls at our school cut themselves. They wore their long sleeves pulled down past their wrists and made slits for their thumbs so that the scars on their arms wouldn’t show. I wanted to ask Ingrid if it hurt to do that to herself, but I felt stupid, like I must have been missing something, so what I said was, F*** you too, b****. Ingrid giggled, and I tried to ignore the feeling that something good between us was changing.”

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- Nina LaCour

aquitegrrrlriot: SAVE FERRIS

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aquitegrrrlriot:

SAVE FERRIS

“…her hand closes on smooth metal. Her fingers test the...

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“…her hand closes on smooth metal. Her fingers test the sharpness of the edge. Perfect. It’s a fresh blade.
The girls’ voices rustle in her head. Their clamoring pushes out all rational thought. She rolls up her sleeve.
The bite of the blade kills the noise. It wipes out the memory of those staring faces. Willow looks at her arm, at the life springing from her. Tiny pinpricks of red that blossom into giant peonies.”

You DON’T deserve ANY of this! You are good enough for anything!

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“…her hand closes on smooth metal. Her fingers test the...

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monkeykamille888: exactly this!:*

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monkeykamille888:

exactly this!:*

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Refuse To Sink: You're imperfectly perfect

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Refuse To Sink: You're imperfectly perfect :

worldofchances19:

This is an article written by me for my English GCSE column. Please read it <3

Welcome to society. Prepare to be judged on your looks, your clothes, your friends, your popularity, and your past.

It seems that all young girls care about these days is how they look. But let’s be honest, who can…

"You are amazing and if you want to feel “unperfect”, then you feel unperfect and you are going to be..."

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“You are amazing and if you want to feel “unperfect”, then you feel unperfect and you are going to be the most beautiful imperfect person the world has ever seen. Live for yourself and nobody else. The people who point out your imperfections are the ones that are dealing with their own insecurities.”

- Pretty awesome friend I hadn’t talked to in a long time

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