Deactivated page’s icon is a photo I took, but never posted on tumblr… Weird? Hell yes.
So you hear people talking about the supposed “beauty” and “art” of self-harm when really it’s more like fucking savage self-mutilation in moments of sheer fucking rage and self-hate, nothing artful about it.
You two-faced, back-stabbing, heartless, lying, fucking coward.
And no, you don’t know who this is about, by the way.