amerlcanapparel:

google is great because you can ask something really obvious and nobody has to know

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hitlervevo:

my social studies teacher once told us “human beings are the most selfish of all. even when someone dies, you shed tears only because they are no more around to provide you with whatever they had been for so long”

and it has been 3 years since she said this and this is still what i think about at night

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I hate that feeling when you’re not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty and every little thing gets to you and everyone that talks to you makes you angry and you want to punch everyone in the face

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rnikan:

SO AT WORK TODAY I WALKED IN AND MY MANAGER WAS ON THE GROUND CRYING AND I WAS LIKE KIM WHAT’S WRONG AND SHE POINTS TO THE ORDER SCREEN AND IT SAYS WE NEED TO MAKE 2000 PIZZAS BY 6 PM SO I CALLED THE GUY AND HE WAS LIKE “I MEANT TO ORDER 20 PIZZAS OH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY I’M ON MOBILE” AND I’VE NEVER LAUGHED THAT HARD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

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"

Don’t you dare call me weak because I have had the girl
I loved for three years look me
in the eyes and say she didn’t
want to fall asleep next to me ever again and my lungs did not collapse.

Don’t you dare call me weak because when she changed her mind 32 days later, I continued to sleep alone and never had nitemares.
Don’t you dare call me weak because there are drugs that I think about even in my sleep that I don’t let taste my lips anymore.

Don’t you dare call me weak because there are five sets of palms that know how fragile my wrists feel beneath their weight and I don’t let that make me shiver when someone touches me.
Don’t you dare call me weak because I have let my veins know how cold box cutter blades can feel and it took me 21 years to learn how to love myself with scars littering my flesh, but they’re healed. And so am I.

Don’t you dare call me weak because I have been left by people who I built my life around and my eyes are still capable of lighting up like wildfires.
Don’t you dare call me weak because I have let people leave the ugliest marks on my heart and I still love with everything inside of me. I have let people drain me and I am still full.

Don’t you dare call me weak.

"

(trm) weak (via acutelesbian)

I posted this 10 minutes ago and it has over 100 notes what the hell

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aquify:

why don’t you guys ask me questions

like are you even curious about me

do you wanna know my middle name

my last name

my favorite color

my favorite movie

my netflix account information

the hospital i was born

my social security number

my blood type

when i sold my soul to satan

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slomps:

there’s nearly 8 billion people in the world, don’t let someones shitty opinion get you down

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"I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today."

Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (via confusingmisery)

(Source: larmoyante, via s0methinggay)