Psalm 46:5 ♡ CMP

Maybe in heaven people would appreciate me more

This depression is taking over my body quickly

Trying SO FUCKING HARD to stay away from my razors right now

Me one day

Me one day

(Source: jameshuh, via heyrrrnold)

Cut my hair off

Cut my hair off

— Anonymous (via fuckinq)

(Source: fallingthoughtsandfallingstars, via sincerelyyours-em)


(Source: bodaciousss, via jaspervldz)

No matter what I do, the thought always comes back 😞

"Hit me my thesis is due in 12 hours and I haven’t started it"

"Hit me I have a final in an hour and I didn’t study"

"Hit me I’ve been on a 24 hour drinking binge and I’m invincible"

"Hit me. You’re a university vehicle and I’ll get free tuition."

"Hit me I feel like a failure anyway"

(via infelicific)

(via muchachonesto)


boredom leads to selfies

boredom leads to selfies

simply-divine-creation:

Glencoe, Scotland » Kitchener Photography

(via vinissam)

— Louisa May Alcott (via lace-and-cotton)

(Source: psych-quotes, via vinissam)


Sick of constantly feeling let down and unimportant and unheard. Sick of feelings like my wants aren’t important. Sick of feeling this way.

I get so emotional whenever people talk to me about family. I’ve never had a “family”. I’ve always just been surrounded by people who constantly abuse one another. I never had that childhood filled with memories because mommy and daddy were always too busy fighting, doing drugs, or weren’t home. I was forced to grow up at a young age. I never had those birthdays or Christmas’. I never had those family dinners every night. I never had none of that. No bonding. Nobody taught me what love was, I had to teach that to myself. So when I’m around a bunch of other peoples family, I tend to get uncomfortable. I cry. I’m quiet because all I can think about is why my family wasn’t like every other family.

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