I’m going to get out of my car and then turn to you. And if I can’t, my wrist will never look the same. Even though I promised I’d never hurt myself again. I swear I meant it.. But you’d never believe me.
If anyone is going to unfollow me, now is the time.
I think I’ve reblogged this too many times to count, but yessss.
And this is the destruction of my existence. Because I will never be good enough.
so much tension in one photo
its either 1am or 1pm in the pic and i dont know which is funnier
I won’t ever get tired of this post. I miss tumblr so much.
If you try to kill or hurt yourself tonight, don’t say that I didn’t try to help. Just say that I wasn’t good enough. And that you deserve better.
"When I was 19, my girlfriend and I were going to study in Paris. Our boyfriends came to the docks to see us off. Right as we were getting on the ship, my friend’s boyfriend said to her: ‘If you go, I won’t wait for you.’ So she turned around and decided to stay. My fiance saw this and told me: ‘I won’t wait for you either.’
I said: ‘Don’t!’”