thingsthatcomewithtime:

I can’t shake this little feeling I’ll never get anything right.

Confession

I have trichotillimania. I pick my eyebrows since I was 11. I am 19 now and my eyebrows have grown in black and it’s disgusting. They are sparse and can not be shaped. I still pick….but mostly only the left eyebrow and it makes my face uneven. I thank God that I only pull my eyebrows but I hate myself that I even allow myself to do that.

8 years. And I will never have normal looking eyebrows again without filling them in with six different kinds of products. 

Why does being happy mean you have to be with someone?

I am sick of the idea that to be happy, I need to find a boyfriend. Well, I don’t need that. If it happens and it’s someone who doesn’t beat the shit out of me in anyway, then yes, I will be happy with that in my life. But I do not need to be happy in life with someone. Just me.

You hear me?

Just me.