Beauty in Blood
Willow. 17. Days clean: 46. I usually follow back. I blog about my problems and about anything I like. I'm here if anyone ever needs me♥ WARNING: this blog could be triggering. Not promoting eating disorders or any type of mental disorder.
✿ ☪ ☼ ☯ ☸ ★: I’m sorry but you have to be pretty sick in the head to shove your kid...
I’m sorry but you have to be pretty sick in the head to shove your kid in beauty pageants, where kids as young as one wear make up. When they get older (around six or seven), they start learning sexual routines. They wear costumes that barely cover their butts, and these kids are, well, KIDS….
my mind: you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat. you're so fucking fat.
me: I know
