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Jade. 18. Writer. Trichotillomania. Depression. Recovery. Queer as they come.

I have a writing blog: metaphoricwords.tumblr.com

Sometimes, someone proves that words are still powerful enough to inspire the darkest part of you to allow a flower to bloom.

"But I could never make dying beautiful. The sky didn't fill with colors the night I convinced myself veins are kite strings you can only cut free. I suppose I love this life, in spite of my clenched fist." -Andrea Gibson

Me
50 Songs that Gave me Hope When I had None
Feeling Down? Need help? Suicidal? Click this please.
Trichotillomania Overview (Hair pulling)


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