January 2011
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I will never be thin enough.
sacren asked: Thank you so much. ♥
The pain means it’s working.
I am obviously not good enough for you.
She despised the sadness that hung inside her like old lace.
– The Ghost’s Child by Sonya Hartnett (via cassket) (via loveyourchaos, frogsandcrowns) (via beau-coup) (via lovelybluepony)
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Reblog if you're embarrassed of your weight or how...
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bosetdoesntknow asked: sabias que sin siquiera esforzarte un poquito eres lo mas lindo en mi vida?
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Reblog with the first song you scrobbled on...
imnotmorrissey:
indieattack:
We Are Scientists | Callbacks
David Bowie | Rebel Rebel
Misfits – Bullet
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sore-thumbelina:
the internet makes me feel fat and short and boring and ugly and weird and poor and untalented and lonely and scared and jealous and angry and sad and confused and irritated and overwhelmed and some other things
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Perhaps it is not possible to rescue cinema from its living grave? It is after...
– Stan Vanderbeek (via fuckyeahexperimentalcinema)
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Let The Right One In.
Eli: Do you like me?
Oskar: Yeah. I like you a lot.
Eli: If I wasn't a girl, would you like me?
Oskar: I suppose so.
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My silent heart agrees I have done my best.
– (via nowherefa)
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Trouble breathing.
radioprotector replied to your post: I am shit.
No.
Thanks <3
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Life is just a mishap before death. Death is the welcoming darkness at the end...
– E. Worel (via posieacidd)
Kill people and explode.
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I am shit.
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I lost a friend, I'm the saddest again.
And we kissed one, even that was in lust.