Well hello there. I see you have somehow stumbled upon my blog. I'm Alexys. Trigger warning. Please don't hate me. You're beautiful, don't ever forget that. Please put the razor down. Please eat something. Please be strong.
Last self harm: unknown
-Last bulimic episode: unknown
you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face
And at the end of the day we’re all chasing the same thing. We all end up in this same room for a reason. We’re part of something. We’re part of something that’s bigger than any single one of us. And it doesn’t stop when we get off stage, it doesn’t stop when we go home.