My mom won’t let me hang out with just guys because she doesn’t want to put me in a situation where I could get raped. TOO FUCKING LATE. YOU DID FOR OVER FIVE YEARS OF MY FUCKING “CHILDHOOD”. I know how to learn mom. I know how to say no. I was five - eleven years old. I didn’t know what was happening. I know it’s wrong now. So just let me be with peple who ACTUALLY make me happy. Holy fucking tits.
why don’t you guys ask me questions
like are you even curious about me
do you wanna know my middle name
my last name
my favorite color
my favorite movie
my netflix account information
the hospital i was born
my social security number
my blood type
when i sold my soul to satan
(via c0rrupting)
Reblog if you have scars on something besides your wrist, people need to see that people self-harm else where too.
(Source: cu-tt-er, via depressi0n-scars-suicide)
My mom just informed me that my first word was “quote” so I’m going to make sure my last word before I die will be “unquote”
you have been blessed with a rare and epic opportunity
(via depressi0n-scars-suicide)
do you ever have that one follower who you always see in your notes and every time you see them you’re just like ‘hey there lil buddy, keep on doin your thing’
(Source: aiclan, via c0rrupting)
