I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care.
I act and react, and suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years ago? What would she think of me now?’
Heaven exists.
It’s 7pm with your lips pressed against mine.
Hell exists.
It’s 3am with you on my mind and not in my bed.

The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.

(Source: toxiccunts, via secrets-written-in-my-skin)


have you ever cried so hard it physically hurts your stomach because you wanted no one to hear

(Source: highcutie, via hate)

I was in love; he wasn’t.

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it’s late and i really just need a hug or a shit load of vodka

(via secrets-written-in-my-skin)

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