I wish I was laying next to him

24 hours ago, I was.
Now we’re 450 miles apart.
I wish it was 24 hours ago.
450 miles is too far! 

(Source: hopelesr0mantic)

Being 437 miles away from the person you love is too far.

did-you-kno:

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(Source: gingershanks)

“These are the best years of your life!”… Self destructive tendencies, suicidal thoughts, constant thoughts of self harm, constant physical and mental anguish and mind numbing boredom, you’re fucking kidding me, right?

(Source: wrathful-abomination)

I’d cut if i didn’t have to wear shorts

(Source: 1000-cuts-1000-scars)

hplyrikz:

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(Source: xbeautifuldeathx)

I know that you love me, but when you told me today that my arm looks like zebra print because of my scars; it hurt me a lot more than you think it did.

craftyfuckingtyrantt:

i really do.

(Source: stephaniecalleja)

disturbingimages:

Does this mean that when I die the quality of the dirt I am buried in will somehow impact the quality of my afterlife? Will I be aware of the fact that in addition to worms burrowing in my flesh, there will also be mercury seeping into the soft spots? Is it bad that my body will decompose with a slightly greener tinge because of the heavy metals that cradle my putrid remains?

(BTW, that sign was painted with lead paint).

(Source: erikxo)