“I don’t really know why I’m alive”
schoolfact:

i follow back
dignitea:

because fun.

SLEEPY BOYS ARE THE WORST AND BY WORST I MEAN ABSOLUTE BEST BECAUSE ADORABLE MESSY HAIR AND RASPY VOICES AND POUTY LIPS I JUST CANT DEAL WITH THIS 

(Source: sleepychadwick, via f-uckyourface)

youre-simply-beyoutiful:

queer-punk:

Don’t make jokes about rape

Don’t make jokes about cutting

Don’t make jokes about eating disorders

Don’t make jokes about suicide

Don’t make jokes about mental illness

It’s not funny

Physical disabilities, too.

(via mundanegalaxies)

writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
or laughing
through written words alone

(Source: childishnotions, via lily-liveredd)

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I got lost in the sounds I hear in my mind; All these voices. I hear in my mind all these words. I hear in my mind all this music.