I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out.

You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.

You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else.


"you’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness" 


(via i-want-spankings)

(Source: stayygone, via articccuno)

You don’t deserve her
- I love her (via skate-job)

(via skate-job)




so did we ever stop kony

(via lordbitts)


“i don’t remember the last time i felt like i could breathe theres a fucking hole in my chest where my lungs and heart should be i have this constant feeling that I’m bursting into flames and then the wind storms in and scatters my ashes over and over how is it possible i can feel everything and nothing at once am i dead inside or in love with the world i don’t know what to do or who i am i don’t know anything anymore all i know is i don’t have much time left and I’m fading away why doesn’t anyone notice I’m going insane I’m not okay nothing is okay everything is going wrong and i can’t breathe i can’t breathe i can’t breathe”

● vintage & indie blog ●
Having feelings for someone is scary because that gives them the power to hurt you.
- Unknown (via evolutional)

(Source: ohteenscanrelate, via s0da-wine)


this is a so me thing to do

the sky did a thing

I spent this year as a ghost and I’m not sure what I’m looking for


He doesn’t

I do