my wrists.
Words hurt...
Sometimes I think life is beautiful, but then I remember what's on my wrists.

I’m leaving now guys. thanks for a great 2 years. <3

1dfangirlingstuff: Hey babe, I have depression and I also cut so you aren't alone. If you need help at anytime, just message me. I love you <3 

Thanks. Same to you. (:

sofiadflores: Don't kill yourself! Maybe I misread the message but don't go :( we'll miss you...I'll miss you. 

I’m not love. I’m getting help for my depression, cutting, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and bipolar disorder. I’m going to tell an adult and seek help. I’m not going to kill myself. But thank you for the concern. (:

Anonymous: i'll miss you then. you shouldn't be scared because we'll always be here for you. 

I appreciate that. I’m just nervous of my parents reaction when they find out. One time my mom saw the cuts on my thighs and forced me to wear shorts, and she just looked away. So I’m scared she won’t care. But if she doesn’t I’ll find someone else because I am not giving up and I am not going to be depressed anymore.

arielrebekah:

oh my god i got a face swap app and i tried it out on a picture of harry and grimmy but instead it put grimmy’s face on the dr dre shirt and dr dre’s face on harry i??????

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Anonymous: will you be gone for good? cause i honestly don't want that. 

I don’t know. It’s this whole thing about “fate,” I suppose. I’m not sure if they’re going to send me to a support group or a rehabilitation center, like Demi Lovato. If it were to be rehab, then I won’t have access to Tumblr. They don’t allow it. If I were to be in a support group, it’d be a while until I decided to come back. I’m not deleting, but I’m just taking a vacation, somewhat. I don’t have a clue what will happen, but I’m so so scared.

Anonymous: i love you, Lorna. 

I love you too, whoever you are. I don’t think I could love any people in the world more than I love my friends. My followers are my friends and I love every one of you. If you’re ever depressed, talk to me because I’m getting through it and I want to help you too.

I’ve decided that until I tell an adult about my depression and cutting and everything else, I’m going to keep this blog going. No more Harry anons though because I don’t want to be attached to him when I have to go. So, this is just a preference blog and I reblog a lot. I’m just using all the time I can with it. I’ll be gone in a couple days.