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i don’t want to go 

to hell today 

oops I mean school

slipping back into

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please don’t let me fall back

call me the devil 

and I will be your fucking devil

euphoricspirit: 'Can you hold me down, while I scream out for hope? While I beg for it to come, even though I know it won't.'

euphoricspirit:

'Can you hold me down, while I scream out for hope? While I beg for it to come, even though I know it won't.'

(via intothewavvves)

twisted up in your 

own

lies

who’s ever going to listen to you?

why would you do the day of silence but not even show support for your own trans brother? seems hypocritical.

You don’t know what it’s like to grow up next to my sibling. Genetically, scientifically, and literally, we have the same brain. We share the same desires and neurotic impulses, and the root cause of her “decision” to become transgender is a severe body image issue. Body hate. We both have it and our reactions are unique. While our insecurity appears to be driving us in opposite directions, the cure can only be acceptance.  

I could write an essay on this. Just ask me if you want further explanation.  

franglais

franglais

(via jamjars)

fuck you

I can’t stand watching other people

do what I did

what I worked so hard to move away from

relapse

I wanted to talk to you

because you were alone

too 

this day, last year, I went to Haight-Ashbury with my mom. 

worst idea

weed

everywhere

a week of school off is always a nice refresher
rest in peace spring break 2013

new sidebar ->

“

We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.

Carson McCullers, “Look Homeward, Americans” 

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If you had a million years to do it in, you couldn’t rub out even half the ‘Fuck you’ signs in the world. It’s impossible.

Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger