I just honestly don’t see the point anymore. The point in breathing, in trying, in smiling, in living. Ending everything just seems like the easiest and quickest option right now.
(Source: itssofluffayicoulddie)
I fucking hate when my family talks crap about me loudly in the other room, and i can clearly hear every word they’re saying about me. Sorry I’m such a fucking burden. Maybe I should kill myself.
(Source: emotionalanorexic)
Going to drive into a building tommorow. I feel it. I’m sorry I’m giving up.
(Source: cut-the-music-up)
I’m thinking of killing myself
I’m so tired of being mistreated
I’m tired of people making me feel like shit about myself
I’m tired of people having a need to state their opinion about my life, instead of letting me live it
I’m tired of crying
I’m tired of being unhappy
I’m tired that no one can make me happy to be alive
lolsofunny:
I see no reason why two chicks can’t get married. Goddamn laws.
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(Source: mymagicaljourney)
I’ve never been to Disneyworld,
lolsofunny:
it feels like my childhood has been cheated.

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(Source: wolfpussay)