My name is Miranda. I have too many thoughts and not enough ways to show them.


why does no one love me


Stop wearing your heart on your sleeve.


I feel like I missed my one chance at love, and now I’m stuck alone.


i will never be free from the demons inside my head — never. we’ve all got them, the one’s who taunt us about everything; from the way we look to our weight. because of mine, i’ve cut myself for the second time in two days. i don’t think i’m ever going to be strong enough to deal with them on my own but i don’t want to be in therapy for the rest of my life either. sometimes suicide really is the only way to deal with this situation.