- me when I wake up: why
- me trying to find something to wear: why
- me looking in the mirror: why
- me walking into school: why
- me having to engage in social contact: why
arent i pretty? haha no
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(Source: c0llision)
i hate when people don’t realize that followers aren’t just a number. those are all real people with lives and stories and if you have 100 or 10,000 followers, i think it’s really special that you can be connected to that many people at one time through the internet idk this makes no sense but don’t take your followers for granted okay if you’re reading this and you follow me then i love you i want to bake you cookies and give you a foot massage you deserve it
(Source: malikmeltdown)
My mind is so full of memories right now. Whenever I get lonely, all of sudden it is like an empty room turning into a crowd of people singing the same melody.
You know ?
The kind of feeling you get, when you’re finally back home.
I hate the ‘reblog this if you’ve honestly ever thought about killing yourself’ posts because I feel like half the people who reblog those are the same people who think depression is feeling sad for 3 days and that an eating disorder is occasionally skipping breakfast.
(Source: mormoncat)
You are
the page,
the ink,
the poem.
