July 23, 2012


Hey there, is this Phoebe? :D
thefearlessfall

Ja schatz

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fuck.

fuck, i miss him/her/us/you


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I legit do not have time for shit people who bitch about me, especially if we’re supposed to be “friends”

alana-edith:

She can go get fucked :)

WORD ALANA 

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repeat from Fortune Favours The Brave.

May 13, 2012


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MY LIFE. FUCK

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MY LIFE. FUCK

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repeat from head aches
:( I MISS HER

:( I MISS HER

(via ispeakquotes)

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repeat from iamchrisc

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repeat from Fall

April 21, 2012


Veins without the blood, legs without the run, Sex without the cum, you got aids without the fun. I saw it and I knew it, I was right inside it


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April 20, 2012


wah

wah

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repeat from Stay Positive - Inspiring Quotes

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repeat from i am concussed

trauuuuuuuuu

“Why did you want to kill yourself?” 

“It’s a long story.” 

“I want to help you.” 

“You can’t.” 

“Well I’m going to try anyway.” 

“Yea, I know you are. You’ll help for a week or two and then when I start to feel close to you I’ll tell you my secrets and you’ll find out how bad I really am. Then you’ll say how upset you are that I’m so depressed and you’ll say you’ll get me help. You’ll make empty promises, you’ll pretend like you care when inside you’ve given up on me. I’ll learn that I can’t tell you those things anymore, and you willstop asking about them, even though you know it’s still happening. We’ll grow distant and I’ll hate myself for opening up to you. You won’t realise that I’ll try to kill myself again. We’ll still talk, but there will always be that awkwardness. Because you gave up. Because everyone does in the end. Your closest friends become far away figures and you are left on your own to cope with these fucked up emotions and you have no idea how. Everyone gives up and I mean everyone. And that, more than anything, made me want to die.”


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