I’m sorry. For everything. I’m sorry I hurt you and I’m sorry I lied and I’m sorry I fucked up. I hope one day you can forget it and forgive me. But I can’t take it anymore. I’ve had enough. I’m finished. I wish I was never born. It’s time to touch the stars now. Remember me, please.

voodood0lls:

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Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones.
brittasourus:

I just want to be a ‘tumblr girl’

One can hope

Anonymous asked: Hi. I know it might not mean much to you but I saw that you were a recovering bulimic. I just wanted to tell you that you are so beautiful it's almost painful because I know I'll never look the way you do. You seem like you genuinely care so much about people that you would rather make them happy than make yourself happy. You're just a beautiful person inside and out. I love your blog, I've been following it for a really long time. Just know you're perfect the way you are.

Wow.

j4mz:

wow i can jump hi lmao
disillusionmentoftenoclock:

as you wereas i want you to beas a friendas a friendas a known enemy 

You don’t listen to her, you don’t care how it hurts. Until you lose the one you wanted because you’ve taken her for granted and everything you had got destroyed. But you’re just a boy.

— Beyonce