pwrincess1

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If you’re reading this and you’re not happy right now, you will be. I don’t know what you’re going through. Everyone has their own type of darkness that they’re trying to make sense of, but no matter how dark it gets, you’ll do it. Things will get better, you will get better. Life will become brighter, and you’ll look back on days like these when you couldn’t look forward to the next hour, let alone the next day. When you do, you’ll smile, maybe even laugh, and it’ll hit you. You turned out just fine.

Maxwell Diawuoh (via wnq-writers)

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I hate being lied to always.

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House of dreams

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Puss In Boots

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Me to everyone ever. Sorry I wasn't good eupngh either.

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Scars on your body show that you have lived; scars on your heart show that you have loved.

Nina Dul (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

Fuck it

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Johnny Depp, “Ed Wood” (Tim Burton, 1994).

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For all my fallout fans.

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Ok

When your gf is friends with hoes.

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I am not much of an artist but if you let me 
I can connect the freckles on your cheeks 
into constellations, 
I can paint your skin red from my lipstick kisses, 
and trace promises on your back with my fingertips.
Let me be your Muse and you’ll be my Masterpiece…

everlasting-beauty-within (via wnq-writers)

Cute

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To some people all a crown can give is a headache and all the stars can do is light the way back home.

flaschenpostpoesie, The Feeling of Being Blessed (via wnq-writers)

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I know you still hurt. You suffer in silence and let it eat you raw; you will probably never admit to it, but I can see it every time I look at you. I can’t heal your wounds, but I can help you bandage them.

that-girl-melissa (via wnq-writers)

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A soul mate is not the person who makes you the happiest, but the one that makes you feel the most. Who conducts your heart to bang the loudest, who can drag you giggling with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in.

Sierra DeMulder, excerpt from “Unrequited Love Poem” (via hplyrikz)

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It's really hard to say it. I'm depressed. It's a feeling I get. All the time. No matter what. People say it's a mind thing. You can think happy and be happy. That's not true. I believe i'm depressed because afterr all the shit it fried my brain to the core and i'm stuck like this. I have no movation to change either. I can say I want help but not change a thing to be happy again. I'm watching everyone go. Sloving problems that aren't mine. Not getting a job or knowing where i'll live soon. I need help. I need to stop feeling like I should die. Or that I should be treated like shit. I feel like I deserve to maybe funny of and laughed at. I feel like I should feel hatered towards myself cause what or who am I. Just another person that will never be rememeber or loved like "supposed to". I hate myself for being nostop worried. I hate myself for not being myself. I hate that I let my depression hit me when I can't say it. I can't say anything on my mind because I'm scared of fights or conflicts so I let it go. Actaully I don't. It just sits inside me like I have a dam and im just collecting water everyday till it spills alittle here and there. But ome day i'm scared the dam will break and I will too. Then I most def won't be this little stupid bitch who can't do anything right.

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Idk how to fight it anymore.

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Me

Wait for it…