penetrieren:

My needs:

1. sleep
   
2. you
   
3. sleep with you

validx2:

Yeah you look good but ya soul dont

p-luvio:

beautiful disorder

Bulimia isn’t a pretty girl, hanging over the toilet bowl with her hair nicely tied back. It is a swollen face with vomit dripping down the chin and permanent nosebleeds.

Anorexia isn't  a skinny, shy girl that refuses some Food. It is disguisting hair appearing on deadly cold skin. It is the extreme pain from an empty stomach.

Depression isn’t a model with some smudged Mascara, which sadly looks out a window at a sunset. It is lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, because there is no motivation left to close the eyes. It is bitter lonliness.

Selfharm isn’t a beautiful boy, kissing your scars and telling you, you are beautiful anyway. It is the pain when the water in the shower hits the wounds. It is scars that will never disappear.

Mental disorders aren’t any kind of aesthetic. They are dying little by little, everyday.

quacklemore:

Sometimes I check my messages to make sure I still have none

twitturds:

walk into the club like wait nevermind can we go home

sensibleshit:

i always get nervous when people stop replying to me, like “did i say something wrong??“ “did i scare them away???” “did i offend them in some way????”

yungvodka:

if they wanted to, they would’ve.

blue-tint:

work on yourself for yourself by yourself

lordvoldetit:

i’m not playing hard to get…i don’t know how to talk