7
23 Apr 14 at 3 pm

perksofbeingagoat:

i’m getting better at being a girl 

lol jk

back when I was hot lmfao

 143892
23 Apr 14 at 3 pm

(Source: veryraresecrete, via sorry)

happiest:

People want this massive list of things in a relationship, I just want someone to fucking love me.

(via pizza)

 24
23 Apr 14 at 2 pm

My dog though.

My dog though.
 5
23 Apr 14 at 2 am

I missed you purple hair.

tags: purple hair 
I missed you purple hair.
 12801
23 Apr 14 at 12 am

aphrohdites:

"If it makes you less sad
we’ll start talking again.
You can tell me how vile
I already know that i am”

(via mechanica1anima1-1115)

aphrohdites:

"If it makes you less sad we’ll start talking again. You can tell me how vile I already know that i am”
 15739
22 Apr 14 at 12 pm

Dallas Green  (via mourningmelody)

"And like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to hell."


21 Apr 14 at 10 pm

Asked by Anonymous

asker you'll be ok sweetheart <3 even if you've pissed people off, they'll get over it. if you love them, they will understand that you feel bad for it. they probably in all likelihood love you too, more than you know. it'll be fine x

You’re saying this now but I’m freaking out so

 1
21 Apr 14 at 9 pm

I’m losing it I’ve pissed off everyone I love and I think I’m dying help

shadowjumpingsherlock:

will-graham-willgraham:

cupcakeforger:

supergleefuldoctorwolflock:

Stage 1: Those who leave as soon as the movie ends

Stage 2: Those who know to stay until the credits for the extra scene

Stage 3: Those who stay until the end of the credits for the second extra scene

I’m a stage three. 

We all are

Stage 4: those who will stay until the ushers kick them out because they don’t trust marvel

(via thelovelymsbridget)

lookbookdotnu:

SEQUIN (by Vu Thien)

lmao guess who can’t wear a two piece bathing suit anymore because they’re a fucking idiot :-)

 84025
21 Apr 14 at 6 pm

It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)

(via divergenceinfinie)

"

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

"

Literally bought a pack of cigarettes because I feel worthless and I already feel better after one