bigbardafree:

deciding i was pretty was the best thing that i ever did

one day i was just like

fuck this im pretty

and i was

zackisontumblr:

*doesn’t do homework and hopes for the best*

angle-of-depression:

nothingcorporate:

opinions on abortions are kinda like nipples

everyone has them but women’s are a little bit more relevant 

But all you ever see are men’s

princetabris:

I’m not even a person anymore I’m just stress and sadness

My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.
Diane Les Becquets (via missjodie)