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i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever

What if we all looked the way we wanted? Our ideal weight became reality, our worries about money washed away. Your love life is exactly the way you pictured it. Do you think we’d all be happier? Or would we just find new things to hate?

this post just fucked me up

We Are Survivors

in the hospital and I left my earbuds at home. fml.

Somebody lost (via universeshine)

http://ditertion.tumblr.com

I’m so fucking fat and I can’t stop eating.