No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough
Reblogged from infinitelysaved (Originally from andwhatsmoreiadoreyou)
fuck you and your vanity
Vanity (1890), Auguste Toulmouche / Pain, ASAP Rocky ft. Overdoz
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If I drive for you, you get your money. You tell me where we start, where we’re going, where we’re going afterwards. I give you five minutes when we get there. Anything happens in that five minutes and I’m yours. No matter what. Anything a minute on either side of that and you’re on your own
Reblogged from martindoherty (Originally from ashleybensons)
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Don’t stop calling, you’re the reason I love losing sleep.
Reblogged from infinitelysaved (Originally from daydreamer-nightthinker)
AND ON THIS WEEK’S “SWIFTIES ARE THE WORSE DETECTIVES EVER…”
I live for these moments.
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My little brother and I were swimming and my dad walked out and said “it’s trash day tomorrow you know what that means” and my brother looked at me dead in the eyes and said “it’s time for you to go.”
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