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sunny-side-up-perspective:
still my boy;p muahaha. reblogging from my other blog.
my boy… mmm:)
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Audio post reblogged from suit up. with 105,872 notes - Played 506,599 times
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Sweet mother of Jesus let this song never end.
Cheesus fuck that was amazing
WHAT A PLEASANT SURPRISE OH MY GOD
This is the best thing ever. Just hit play. You need to.
I will never escape this song in my lifetime. Oh my God…that was amazing.
At 3 seconds I almost pressed stop.
Then I heard the lyrics. Oh god the lyrics.
Forever reblog
omg this is perfect
THIS IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN I EXPECTED
I CANNOT BE THE ONLY ONE WHO IS SCREAMING SO FUCKING LOUD RIGHT NOW.
I was like “ok this is kinda cool but why are people so excited-OHMYGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
This needs to be the Tumblr theme song.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! SO MUCH LOVE!!!!
I almost didn’t press play..then I saw all the comments…Mother of God. Thank you.
O_O
ooc: This song is the very meaning of my existence.
My friend Caitlin and I ran around the boys floor of our dorm singing this freshman year. This is my jam!
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Photo reblogged from dinkleberg! with 77,379 notes
this must be some weird glitch with this picture…i reblogged this then clicked yes on THIS LINK and i gained like 402 followers and it’s been like 10 minutes fkjadhkjfh omg
^ I got 154 followers already…. its been 2 minutes. thats more than the followers i got since I started tumblr…lololol
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This is me and these are my scars. August 2010, on vacation, Greece.
I’m recovering from self harm and these are my scars. They’re there. They’re visible. They always will be and I know that. I can’t go back and undo my mistakes. I used to hide my scars, always. I used to be so ashamed, I felt so ugly and disgusted with myself. People who say self harmers do it for attention? You have no idea of how far we go to cover it up, to conceal the truth, to keep it a secret, to keep it from you.
I regretted my mistakes for years. You know what that does to you? It makes you bitter. It makes you sad. It makes you lonely and miserable. It makes you push people away because you’re so ashamed. Everything hurts. Breathing hurts, living hurts, existing hurts and what hurts the most - to go on. To keep breathing, to keep living.
But you know what? I’m still me. I always have been. My skin might be damaged and yes, it’s self inflicted - but what difference does it make? The people who love me, they love me for me. Flaws doesn’t make them love me any less. My scars are a part of me. My scars made me who I am. People who can’t handle that - they’re free to leave. Friends who left? I let them leave. If I’m not good enough for them because I cut, that’s not my loss.
That’s shallow. Everyone has flaws. Everyone has a story. If people want to judge me based on how I look, go ahead. Are you perfect? Are you sure about that? Have you never done anything in your life you wish you could go back and change? Are you flawless? Really?
Because I’m not, and I know that.
(reblogging for a few anons who asked about it)
i need to reblog this everyday so i remember not to be ashamed of my scars.
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I’ve come to the conclusion that they only way I will ever be able to control myself around food is if
- I sew my mouth shut
- I surgically remove my stomach
- I die
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Chat reblogged from Love Your Atmosphere ∞ with 5,545 notes
- Me: I'm feeling quite good today
- Body: How? You're fat
- Self harm: How? I'm on your arm as proof you are not
- Mirror: How? Look at yourself
- Paranoia: How? Your friends hate you
- Mind: How? You're a total failure
- Me: Oh, right, yeah.
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