22 yrs | CA, USA | Workaholic
My mind is full of random bullshit that spills out here for all to see. My feelings, my thoughts, images that make me smile or cry, anything and everything goes here. There is no theme, rhyme, or reason. There is no method to my madness. My brain cannot be given a specific subject to place onto a page on the internet.
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I picked at my face pretty badly today, plus I’ve been picking at my chest area for the past few days. The stress from work is building and building, and picking seems to be the only thing to relax me. But then when I’m done, I’m miserable. My skin hurts and it’s swollen, plus it’s so red that there is no way to cover it up. Soon enough it will scab, which will be even worse looking.
I know it’s stupid, and I hate doing it, but I can’t seem to stop.
This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.