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i know you were talking about me. perhaps it wasn't subtle of me, but couldn't you have tried to word it better, could you just have said nothing. you've ignored me for months. you don't want to know, so why do you expect me to be around. honestly you don't fucking care. and i hate you right now. an...

what i'd like to say: you've hurt me so much. so so much. you know whats happening and youignore me. you haven't spoken to me in a month. you dont do anything even when i practically ask. you mean so much to me, but i can't deal with this. its my fault i know but i don't know what to do. i need some...

please just be here. without conditions, without me having to ask. because i won’t. i’ll sink deeper and deeper down and drown. i’m drowning already and i just wish you could throw me a life rope. the cuts and scars on my arms are there if you’d only look, if you’d only see. i know i hide them, but ...

I've found swimming to be really good, except I've been too scared to go for the past year. I'm a coward when it comes to swimsuits too. However, even so, when I did go I ALWAYS wore shorts (helps not just with hiding scars, but body issues too). Here (in NZ) it's pretty common anyway so no one real...