Astair, your glance is killing me.
Im weak and tired, now walk away before you break me completely.
No mom i havent been crying, im just stoned out of...
To all those in Glory .
How does everything start? That’s a question I ask myself every day. But then again its a morning routine like every other ordinary aspect in my life, I count the seconds were i can hold the world in my hands so tight that everything just crumbles beneath the tips of my fingernails. I’m not searching for recognition in this lifetime I don’t even mind holding the door for those...
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
Sometimes I forget how well you lie.
You dont understand anything.
I’ll never look like Barbie. Barbie doesn’t have bruises.– NancySpungen
You asked me what was wrong and i smiled and said ‘Nothing’ then i...
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