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I’m a giant asshole. And I try sooo hard to be nice, and entertaining, and likeable. But in reality Im kind of boring and an asshole and most people know before we even speak that they won’t like me . You can try so hard at something but you can never change what you are inside. Own it. Wear it like armor.

Sober or drunk, it’s always you.
"There goes my Heart" (Anonymous)

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(Reblogged from carmens-converse)
The word ‘fuck’ is enormously satisfying.
Tom Hiddleston, ELLE Magazine (via crystal-clefairy)

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I’m kind of lonely, but at the same time I hate everything and can’t stand most social interactions. Are you starting to see the problem here?

If you look at the fact that you have a roof over your head, food to eat, that you are young and beautiful and live in a peaceful land, then no, you have nothing to be sad about. But the fact is, we are not only a physical body, we have souls too, and sometimes our souls get sick. If you break a leg you don’t just say ‘I have no reason to have a broken leg’ and ignore it; you seek help. It’s the same when your soul gets hurt. Don’t apologize for being sad.
My doctor when I told her I had no reason to be sad (via hrive-ithiliel)
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That shitty feeling when tuition for a program you need for your degree is due tomorrow but you still have no idea where or how you’re going to get the money before then.

I am deeply attached to you, but did not know to what extent until you left. I miss you, almost painfully. Not only are you one of the most admirable people I know but you are one of those people who enrich the existence of those around them, and who leave a big emptiness behind them.
Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Olga Kosakiewic (via violentwavesofemotion)
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I was feelin ok until I realized what tomorrow is

Another day without him

i was just gonna say monday but ok

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can you write a poem about a girl who told me she was in love with me and then just stopped


can you write a poem about a girl who told me she was in love with me and then just stopped

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You spend so much time, so much effort, trying to hold yourself together. And then everything falls apart anyway.
David Levithan Two Boys Kissing (via sempiternale)
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I’m surrounded by people and creatures that incessantly annoy and anger me. AND for some reason on top of that the worries and stresses from the semester that I’ve been keeping in check have all broken through my mental filter and are flooding back in. I’m going to drown my sorrows in food and alcohol and attempt to keep talking to the few people who actually talk to me on here because you guys seem to help a lot. Thank you. Thank you all.




can we start a club for teenagers who were constantly complimented on their intelligence when they were younger and are now having trouble coping with the realization that they’re actually of average intellect at best

in elementary school i constantly scored as reading at a college level but then i got to college and suddenly everyone’s reading at college level.


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This always happens. It shouldn’t affect me anymore. I should know better by now. 


I think stabbing me repeatedly through the heart with a dull knife would hurt less.

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Fuck it. *pours more whiskey*