Quotes and such(:

I hate my life, I hate waking up and being tiered of it all. I hate how I’ve been treated I hate how I’m walking around smiling, laughing, joking when the whole time I actually feel like I’m nothing just lying crumpled on the floor. Why am I still here? You might ask? I can’t break the one person who brings light into my world. If I did I’d only be proving my point about how horrible people are, but it’s so tiring…

vermizzy:

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listening rn

emmafatty:

(by Z Photographs)