Dear random freshmen girl,

please, I repeat please, do not physically grab my wrist to better examine my scars. I do not appreciate it what’s so ever.
I do not want to hear you talk about how you do it to, as well as where and what you carve into your body, despite the fact you say you do not feel proud of it.
you’re a bitch, for publicity bring up my scars. leave me alone pls

" Please waste your time on me. "


~ I’ll never throw you away~

(via acerous)

" Who hurt you so much that you started to hate yourself? "
" Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something. "


You know whats fucking scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever i want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it.

(Source: jamesbabeshaw, via for-you-1000-times-over)

(Source: alexsattlerphotography, via for-you-1000-times-over)

" You wrecked me and
I apologized. "