innocence is gone
lost my way around
ok tough guy

sometimes i wonder
about the smile on your face
do you really mean it?
tell me,
is it fake?

sometimes i wonder
about the scars on your wrists
because they don’t match
the smile on your lips

sometimes i wonder
about the bags under your eyes
do your thoughts keep you from sleeping
no matter how hard you try?

sometimes i wonder
why you do what you do
is it because at the end of the day
you hate no one
but you?

(a.j.a)

17 notes / 2 weeks ago

faggotwbu:

preachfood:

pitchblackloner:

lesbo4lights:


i wanna jump.
you jump I jump..


this makes me so sad alkdfjsaklf

wow

:c omg
p1nky-swear:

5miling:

i have a dress just like that and im gonna wear it to an awards dinner on the 11(:

oh swaggie
f-uck3rs:

q’d (feel free 2 delete)
sluttywbu:

Thats a getto ass ice cream truck
pidqey:

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bung4low:

COORS LIGHT MYSTERY MANSION
fresh-c00kie:

faggotwbu:

worthlesswbu:

baqel:

faggotwbu:

Nothing probably upsets me more than when someone I care about harms themselves. Now, I understand that when you cut, or when you burn, or when you hit yourself, etc., you don’t think about who you’re going to be hurting, I do. I really do understand that, you just want the pain to go away, and you just want to feel alive. But, next time you feel like you’re going to cut, talk to someone. Do something fun, do something that helps the pain other than cutting. Write, read, go on tumblr. Just, don’t cut, burn or anything else. I promise you that you have more to live for then a badly scarred body. You have people that care about you and want you to stay safe. I am one of them. 

this honestly really touched me adam, wow ily thank you so much

ilysfm adam

i love you both a lot ♥

Thank you Adam♥
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