01 6 / 2012
No. No, I will not go out with you.
Why? Partly because I like someone else, partly because you asked me via text, but mostly because you’re off your face.
01 6 / 2012
“Yeah like literally the hottest girl in our yeat. I am speaking the trurh.”
Direct transcription.
Yeah, like hell you’re not drunk.
01 6 / 2012
“You’re the prettiest girl I know”
Thanks. And you’re the most annoying person I know when they’re drunk. Now please stop texting and calling me and let me go back to sleep. Thanks.
15 5 / 2012
Anonymous asked: Never harm yourself. Never give up. It gets better, even though it sometimes may take time and feel like good is so far away from you - never give up hope. Be patient.
Thanks, anon. :) The world is a better place because of people like you. I’ll try my best to always remember that.
11 5 / 2012
If you have ever taken a razor blade to that beautiful body of yours, skipped one or more meals, cried yourself to sleep because you never thought you were good enough, attempted any sort of self harm, had thoughts of taking your own life, or actually tried it, HONESTLY reblog this.
(Source: lessthanperfect21, via my-way-to-thin)
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19 4 / 2012
Bloody hell, news travels like fucking wildfire these days. It’s lovely that so many people care, but it’s frustrating that I can’t tell people in my own time. And it means I keep being reminded of something I’d rather forget at the moment.
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18 4 / 2012
‘Untitled’ - 18.4.12
My most recent drawing. Upon seeing it, my mother asked if I’d had a bad day. I hadn’t.
28 3 / 2012
Just like old times…
You’re a little drunk and I’m a little sentimental and we’re talking late just like we used to. And we’re talking about old times. I like that. But can’t help wondering why all of a sudden you decided to talk to me again. I missed you, D.
