y0,i'm Maisie i'm 15 from England,and like all of you tumblr is everything that I love,and oh i follow back!X
i need to stop imagining scenarios in my head that have a -2% chance of actually happening it’s becoming a problem
He told me:
If you want to cut yourself,
then you’re going to take my arm,
look me in the eyes,
and cut as many times as you would yourself.
I told him:
I couldn’t hurt you like that.
and then I understood.
i wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things i did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. i feel like i’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.