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Photo Post Thu, May. 17, 2012 279 notes

Cuz you and I, we were born to die <3

Cuz you and I, we were born to die <3

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Photo Post Sun, May. 13, 2012 61 notes

Mmmmphhh.

Mmmmphhh.

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Photo Post Sat, May. 05, 2012 2,967 notes

I feel like I&#8217;m being dragged along. When I&#8217;m having fun I&#8217;m not working enough or doing enough school work, If I&#8217;m working I have no life and no time for school, and if I focus mainly on school I have no time to make money or have a life. There&#8217;s no winning. Not to mention everything I used to find interesting or joyful just feels old to me now. I&#8217;m over the things that used to define myself, my life. I need to see what else the world has to offer..

I feel like I’m being dragged along. When I’m having fun I’m not working enough or doing enough school work, If I’m working I have no life and no time for school, and if I focus mainly on school I have no time to make money or have a life. There’s no winning. Not to mention everything I used to find interesting or joyful just feels old to me now. I’m over the things that used to define myself, my life. I need to see what else the world has to offer..

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Photo Post Fri, Apr. 20, 2012 2,770 notes

You know I&#8217;m letting go tonight, I&#8217;m falling from cloud nine, I&#8217;m wide awake.

You know I’m letting go tonight, I’m falling from cloud nine, I’m wide awake.

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Photo Post Sat, Apr. 14, 2012 579 notes

Think of me in depths of your despair. 

Think of me in depths of your despair. 

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Photo Post Sun, Apr. 08, 2012 31,661 notes

Putting him in your bed. Go fuck yourself douchebag &lt;3

Putting him in your bed. Go fuck yourself douchebag <3

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Photo Post Sat, Apr. 07, 2012 51 notes

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Photo Post Sun, Feb. 26, 2012 22,256 notes

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Photo Post Sat, Feb. 25, 2012 3,641 notes

I&#8217;m drowning in the memories of you. Your smile, your eyes, your smell. It&#8217;s like my own personal hell. I&#8217;m never able to say goodbye. I don&#8217;t know why I even try. If you could walk a mile in my shoes, then maybe you&#8217;d want what we had too.

I’m drowning in the memories of you. Your smile, your eyes, your smell. It’s like my own personal hell. I’m never able to say goodbye. I don’t know why I even try. If you could walk a mile in my shoes, then maybe you’d want what we had too.

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