“ I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.

keep-growing:

“Because truth is, I’m a lonely person It doesn’t matter How many friends I have Or how many times I am told that I am loved I will still sit down At 12AM, When the world is quiet And I am surrounded by no one Or at 12PM When the world is bustling And I cannot count the amount of faces around me And feel the same lonely.”

C.C (via backbreakinq)

(via dontmeanshitnow)

ur-eyes:

“I wish you knew how bad it fucked me up.”

— (via tullipsink)

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written-on-polaroids:

“But fucking hell I never thought it would hurt this much.”

— (via yourehappywithoutme)

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