When I look back, it was the people I cared about most deeply that ended up hurting me the most. It makes me wonder, though. Is it really because they gave me greater scars? Or did I inflict the pain upon myself by naively expecting that they, of all people, wouldn’t ever be bad to me?
Tablo (via livyyah)
Once a VIP, Always a VIP. VIP Until Whenever.
ALWAYS BIGBANG
i’m just going to lie on my floor until i become attractive
It’s been almost 2 years since friday by rebecca black can you believe it
I fucking hate this kid
Oh god.
More like worst teenager in the world
i want to punch this kids face fuck
HOW WAS I NOT AWARE OF THIS FUCKER
….
I avoid people who I actually like. I suppose that’s a phobia but also a habit.
Morrissey (via lofticriess)
You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love her, because you don’t destroy the person that you love.
Callie Torres, ‘The Heart of the Matter (via shreading)
