Alright. I study photography at school and a couple of weeks ago, we had to participate with a photography-contest called “contrast”. You could choose whatever you wanted: young-old, poor-rich, boy-girl, city-nature etc. I didn’t want something cliche and decided to show the contrast between someone who has self harm scars, and someone who hasn’t. No one of my class knows the left arm is mine, but I showed the picture to everyone to present it and I said that scars don’t have to define you. I thought everyone would be like “ew”, but everyone thought it was a really nice picture and I did a good job. They weren’t the only one who thought that though, because a week ago I got an email from the contest, saying I got more info this week. Yesterday I saw some pictures of the jury who were looking at the elected pictures, and guess what I saw? My picture. This photo is probably going to be exhibited in december, and I’m actually really proud of myself. I am not gloryfying anything, I do not think my scars are beautiful nor do I like them. I’m just not ashamed of them, and I don’t care what anyone else says about it. I only wanted to point out the contrast, because that were the intentions of the contest. So here it is, someone asked for me to post it.
i dont even like one direction but i really like this picture because it proves that he’s human just like us ok this is lame bye
I honestly think you are beautiful and handsome and unf. I really think you are. I like your face, alot. It looks nice on you. Your body is great, too. Your hair is really nice. And your eyes are very very nice. I really like everything about you. And your personality is great. I also like how your trying to be okay and stay positive and stay strong even though you feel like giving up on everything. But your still here, and I’m proud of you. I don’t know what would happen if you were gone, I don’t know what I would do. I love you so fucking much. I know people make you feel like shit most of the time, and make you feel worthless. But you will find your worth. And you will be okay. Your going to get heart broken, and hate yourself for who you are, your going to have bad days, you are going to lose friends, you are going to get hurt. But you will get through. Your going to make new friends, some way. You are going to get over a heart break. You are going to accept who you are, some day. You are going to have good days. And you will fix yourself. Be your own “super hero” One day your going to eat and not give a fuck. Your going to not see food as poison. You will get through. Your not going to be ashamed of what type of music you listen to. You are going to be alittle confident in yourself, you are. And last, you are not going to want to hurt yourself. You are not going to take everything that is happening in the world on yourself. You will heal. Your not going to want to die every minute. You will want to live, and make something good out of your life. You will heal and get better. And realize that people, all along, cared alot about you. And will aways. You are loved, always. Things will get better. Maybe not today, not tomorrow, but things will get better. It will.