Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be?

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shingeki-no-mass-effect:

dajo42:

realistically the space under my bed is very small so if a monster did in fact live there it would have to also be very small

it would be some kind of baby monster

i would have to look after it

The true horror: responsibility

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It’s better to burn out than fade away.
-Kurt Cobain’s suicide note, April 5, 1994 (via acidic-cigarette)

(via do-not-go-away-please)

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28986:

This fucked me up
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bananakittywho:

snaku:

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

  • dont
  • yell
  • at
  • me
  1. instead of yelling try not yelling

if you ever yell at me, i promise you i will cry no matter who you are or what i did

(Source: babylizard, via cuts-stitches-bones-and-bitches)

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I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad
- Kurt Cobain  (via rikkarda)

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Depression is not beautiful poetry and sympathy from loved ones and a beautiful girl crying in the middle of the night while her boyfriend holds her and whispers “I love you” over and over again.
Depression is not dead flowers and lana del rey music and dark eyeliner and lipstick smearing your face as you cry in a dirty bathtub smeared with your own blood.
Depression is a foul taste in your mouth and smell in your room because you don’t care enough to take a shower or brush your teeth.
Depression is longing for the days you cry because feeling something is better than feeling nothing and being sad is better than the blunt anxiety that is a constant in the back of your mind.
Depression is watching your friends slip away because you don’t care enough to call them or see them and in turn feeling lonely and ignored because it feels like they don’t care enough to call you or see you.
Depression is watching your grades plunge because how can you care about them when you don’t even care if you live or die?
Depression is having your teachers and your parents call you lazy and unmotivated and a deadbeat because of these grades and because your illness is so blind to them you have trouble convincing even yourself that it exists.
Depression is your back aching from staying in bed for hours a day, hoping you can live out your life in bed until you don’t have to live anymore.
Depression is staying up until five a.m. watching tv because if you turn everything off you will be alone with your thoughts and there is nothing on earth worse than that.
Depression is groaning in disappointment and anxiety when you wake up the next morning.
Depression is praying yet again that night that you don’t wake up.
Depression is not romantic. It is not beautiful. It is disgusting, empty, ugly. It is a pain so deep and long lasting you forget how you ever were without it.
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In honor of Robin Williams and all the depressed people in the world.

Suicide Hotline: 1-800-273-8255

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grunge—bleached:

euph0r-ical:

Purple Haze was in my brain, lately things don’t seem the same

↧ somewhere in the end we’re all insane ↧
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grunge—bleached:

aciddaisies:

 soft grunge/models 
LADIES: 10 signs you have found the one….

↧ somewhere in the end we’re all insane ↧