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this song is so pretty and i’m glad it’s stuck in my head. :)
(via woaaahitsro)
Should I be worried, or should I not? I’m just scared of hurting myself. I don’t think I would be able to handle it. Just please, please don’t let it be something that would kill me.
My best friend really knows me. She could really tell that something is wrong just by the look of my face. She’s been noticing that I’ve been feeling upset and stressed for the pass few weeks now, and actually, I am. I’m just really good at hiding it towards people, but my best friend could really tell that something is wrong just by the way I’ve been acting. She says that I’m hiding it pretty well because to other people, it seems like nothing’s wrong. I finally told her what’s been bothering me, and she even noticed that too. Oh, I love my best friend. She really does understand me.
Well I just put myself in an awkward situation. What the hell did I just read…I don’t really know how I should feel about this. I feel really upset, yet I know it’s something not to feel worried about. I feel shocked, yet I’m kind of not surprised. Over thinking really gets the best of me.
Now that’s how you get off the streets.
Too Boss not to reblog.
I just love the fact that anything can be used to create music.
BEAST
Drop the beats
Boss.
(Source: missmich, via thatkoreanguyy)
don’t be surprised if she gets mad when you hang out with another girl. Especially if your girlfriend thinks she’s pretty. No matter how hard you try to convince her that she’s just a friend she’ll still feel uncomfortable about the whole situation because she wants you all to herself. Maybe not all girlfriends will complain about it but even if she says she doesn’t care there’s a good chance she’s 1% bothered by it at the least.
(via kimmychuuux)
The other night I was Skyping with one of my best friends. She lives in Holland and I live in America, so we don’t get to talk often. I trust her so much, and every time we talk I just feel so loved. She’s amazing.
I was talking to her about cutting, and started telling her about how I sometimes take pictures of my self-harm instead of writing about it, or in addition to writing about it. I don’t normally show people the pictures, but I sent her a few. She had been sharing her screen with me because I’d been watching her draw something, so I saw when she opened the files.
She opened this picture, kept it on the screen for a few seconds, closed it, and opened it again in Photoshop. I watched, confused, thinking it had been an accident.
I watched quietly while she erased every line of blood, every scar, every cut from my body. I started recording the screen without thinking- I needed to be able to watch it again. I knew I would need to feel that sense of… relief. That there was someone in my life who knew the extent of me and could still see through to something beautiful.
I wanted to share this with you because I think it’s important. If you feel anything close to how I felt when I saw this, I’m happy. Because you should know that it’s possible to be loved, underneath the pain and the scars and the blood. We are all beautiful.
You’re beautiful, and above all, you are not alone.
This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen on Tumblr. I’m crying so hard right now.
(Source: somefuckergaveoutmyurl, via paulodeewa)



