Reblog if you’re a girl who likes girls, a boy who likes boys, or a person who believes it shouldn’t matter.
Why hasn’t everybody in the world reblogged this already.
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Pretty People Do Such Ugly Things
I am one of the broken hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don't want to laugh, because you know it's not going to help, but you don't want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. You don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them. I know how that feels...
66895I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
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I’ll take this blade to my throat tonight… Everybody had the power to stop this… Nobody bothered… You reach for help and they ignore you. You scream out in pain, they don’t hear you. You desperately beg for anybody to be there… You’re alone… I can’t take this anymore
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Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses, they’re sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheet, before all the stains. And a few more of your least favorite things
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Please…
I’m feeling really alone and depressed right now… Someone write a note in my ask box please?… I need a reason to smile… I don’t wanna die tonight
“I’m just a tool… A weapon for you to use to your disposal, I shall serve you until I no longer serve a purpose to you. I live only to be your tool”
Decided to post a couple of pictures of me, to prove I am as ugly as I feel
Honestly…
You aren’t a crush anymore… I’m so in love with you, you’re just a bad habit that I can’t break….
