I think I'm relapsing now... I've started self harming again, cutting and bruising and I'm just giving up on everyone, I can't deal with them anymore...

I think I'm relapsing now... I've started self harming again, cutting and bruising and I'm just giving up on everyone, I can't deal with them anymore...

"...Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

"...Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, the tempest-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door." - Emma Lazarus (as inscribed on the base of Lady Liberty)

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, the tempest-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door." - Emma Lazarus (as inscribed on the base of Lady Liberty)

I,m not sure if I want any man.  I need a man who will stand behind me and never say I give up on you.  Because I have heard "I give up"this before so many times. Its better to be alone than always think where I stand.

I,m not sure if I want any man. I need a man who will stand behind me and never say I give up on you. Because I have heard "I give up"this before so many times. Its better to be alone than always think where I stand.

When you have a disease that makes you extremely tired and makes you hurt, but you still get up every single day to love them, hold them, play with them, and teach them!! Morning well stop me from being a good mother.

When you have a disease that makes you extremely tired and makes you hurt, but you still get up every single day to love them, hold them, play with them, and teach them!! Morning well stop me from being a good mother.

Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free. The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, send these, the homeless, tempest tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door.

Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free. The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, send these, the homeless, tempest tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door.

Statue of Liberty - sing with Irving Berlin's “Give Me Your Tired, Your Poor” - more info here - http://singbookswithemily.wordpress.com/2010/06/07/give-me-your-tired-your-poor-a-singable-poem-in-picture-books/

Give Me Your Tired, Your Poor (from THE NEW COLOSSUS), A Singable Poem in a Picture Book

Statue of Liberty - sing with Irving Berlin's “Give Me Your Tired, Your Poor” - more info here - http://singbookswithemily.wordpress.com/2010/06/07/give-me-your-tired-your-poor-a-singable-poem-in-picture-books/

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