Warning: blog may be triggering.
I'm Delaney.
I have an overwhelming obsession with numbers.

100 Days of Happiness Challenge
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My Love, Dalton <3
My Best Friend, Kelsey <3


*rubs hands together* so how much caffeine am I going to dump into my garbage body today

(via whitewash-ed)




the more I think about it, the more I realize that 2009 me would be pretty scared/intimidated by 2014 me and that’s what counts

(via comemorningslight)

Watching football for this long hurts my brain in the same way your brain hurts when you hang out too long with someone that annoys you.


"you’re obsessed with your mental illness"

i know right? it’s almost like it impacts every part of my life

(Source: ghostielevi, via alcoholiccat)


Please don’t be angry with people for not understanding something. Explain to them. Educate them. Inform them. Do not yell and call them names. Because they will still not comprehend. Except now, they are hurt. And you are the asshole.

(Source: pixieffect, via lostintherosecity)



Do not ground your child because you caught them putting a cigarette flame to their wrist.

Do not discipline your child because they have cuts on their thighs.

Do not threaten to put your child in a mental institution because their only escape is self-harm.

Do not teach your children that if they open up to you about the scars on their bodies, the only thing they will get in return is punishment.

Someone finally said it

(via thinnxst)

I know you are capable of love,” she said quietly, “It is just that you are not capable of loving me.

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #69 (via blossomfully)


If life had a self destruct button, she thought, loving someone was it.
— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #78 (via blossomfully)

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