well folks its that time of the cycle of my life where i burn all my bridges and become a new person and start over (-:
depression has been hitting me really hard lately and for some reason with every like changing season of my experiences and how they idk feel i like change my vibe and my aesthetic and often as a result, my group of friends so im making a new tumblr, i have a new twitter that im always on i know im not on tumblr vry much anymore im not giving out cos its tbh a secret sad twitter but my other twitter is here as always you re welcome to find me on there,,, if you read this and/or care for it you can message me for my new tumblr url and ill share it and ill probably link it from my page anyway sooosososos
i tried to put anotjher read more cos i dont want to burden you with my thoughts or take up your time but
idk im just rly sad i ve been smoking a lot im so cliche now but only because cliches are reality like isnt that a thing somethings cliche if it happens a lot and everybodyes this way cos EVERYBODY IS SAD idk why everyone else hasnt killed themselves yet who gives a fuck wht is there to live for the things tou care abt dontcare back.,.
am i annoying? yes. do i hate myself? yes. am i paranoid and anxious and at the end of my rope??? yes. but its g. you do not have to care (-:
pls do not feel obligated 2 care abt me,
bye forever
im not commiting suicide just farewelling this blog
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let’s just take a moment to appreciate the aesthetic brilliance of this film
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VFiles Fall Winter 2015-16 - NYFW
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M.I.A. by Ryan McGinley of The New York Times
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whether the comment is aggressive or not, women have the right to exist in public spaces without our looks being evaluated by strange men. compliment or not, i didn’t ask you. i’m just walking. leave me alone.
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