April 2013
March 2013
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February 2013
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bonkalore:
drunkroselalonde:
emily-spectre:
feeling like someone’s losing interest in you
knowing someone’s lost interest in you
knowing someone’s never had interest in you
January 2013
I’m just physically exhausted. I wish there could be just one day where I didn’t have to worry about school, ASB, volleyball, work, family, friends.
Just one day where I don’t exist, if that makes any sense.
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I’m sick of how my dad makes me feel.
He’s constantly putting me down and always makes me feel like nothing I ever do is good enough for him. I’m not coming home smelling like drugs. I’m not coming home drunk. I’m not coming home in handcuffs. I’m not coming home with bad grades. Honestly, I’m a fucking angel compared to most kids and I don’t see...
Watchoh my fuck
“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves...”
– Ernest Hemingway (via francescaaaaa)
if u knew me in middle school im sorry
telemiscommunication:
francieum:
jomason:
but why is forty spelled forty not fourty
Because no one likes u
pepsie:
“AREN’T YOU TOO OLD FOR POKEMON???”
“GEN 1 WAS THE ONLY GOOD GEN”
