“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

not even risking that shit

scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button. 

Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just can’t risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol

man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout this 

I don’t play that shit lol sorry

WHyyyy

Sorry everyone

If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only

I’ll be damned if I end up like ol boys dirty, rotten, pig stealing great great grandfather

Tumblr Project! :D

PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU’VE NEVER SENT ANON HATE

Whoever reblogs this I will write there URL on a stick note and stick in to a tumblr poster board.

This poster board will be against anon hate and will be hung on my wall. I will take a picture of it as it progresses :)

SPREAD THIS PLEASE :D

and that’s why you don’t go around fixing people

and that’s why you don’t give up pieces of yourself to make someone else whole

We do this more than we think. Sometimes we reject those who have helped us the most. Other times, we help those who allow their egos to hide their humilities.

someONE FUCKING MAKE THAT TEDDY BEAR HAPPY BEFORE I CHOKE BECAUSE I HAVE TEARS BRIMMING MY EYES HELP ME

it may take time but there is someone waiting to hold your hand

My tears

I’ve reblogged this already but I love it.

The first time I blogged this he was broken and alone. Now he has love :’)

•sadly•

•sadly•

alright but since when did i get so mentally unhealthy that showering and doing other basic everyday tasks became so hard? why is it so easy to just forget to change clothes or EAT? i have been doing these things my whole damn life how do i explain that to somebody

And the thing about being depressed and young that no one talks about, is how hard it is to imagine the future. Not only because all hope and motivation is gone, but because you cant picture yourself staying alive much longer

i miss being touched intimately so bad, not sexually but just someone stroking your hair and holding you close someone running their fingers up and down your arm or kissing you on the forehead :/

waferqueen (via wnq-writers)

night. |(morsus engel)| (via actuates)