Reblog if you’ve been offended by the words of your own parents.

roythomasmusic:

mo-livan:

hecatesdaughters:

shadowc44:

sammithehoboacrossthestreet:

viara:

I want to know if I’m the only one.

fucking shit

Definitely. 

sooooo many times.

The amount of notes makes me sad

Wow the number makes me sad.

There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don’t feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try, you can’t seem to connect to anyone or anything.
(via melaniesanta)

(Source: wordsthat-speak)

Other people are not medicine.
It took me 9 years to figure that out (via suspend)

(Source: slutsandsinners)

sieriously asked:
Follow my instagram and i'll follow yours in return? xx @ sierra.97

The names not pulling up sorry


And it isn’t that I’m so unhappy I don’t want to live anymore. That’s not what it feels like. It feels more like I’m tired and bored and the party’s gone on too long and I want to go home. I feel flat and there doesn’t seem to be anything to look forward to, so I’d rather call it a day.
Nick Hornby, About a Boy  (via spoookyghosts)

(Source: larmoyante)

spagheteen:

i never run voluntarily so if u ever see me running you should start running too bc something is coming