Идиот

meanteenager:

one day i will be dead thank god

(via zopiclonum)

breechbaby:

some pro-life piece of shit: how would u feel … if someone … aborted YOu

my suicidal ass: :^)

(Source: estrogone, via zopiclonum)

z-ndjenja:

i met you

and so i found a reason to live

to write

to breathe

to smile

to laugh

to cry

to feel

to love

(via hopelessssex)

please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you.

(Source: queenpipper)

z-ndjenja:

I think about your smile a lot

bitchycode:

Seven billion people on this planet and I hate them all

(via hopelessssex)

mlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlml:

u gotta skrt skrt before u get hrt hrt

(via nycpatricia)

softporn:

is your name death? cause i want you so bad

(via kendimlekavgalariim)

theirsongssavedmylife:

“Поезията се ражда не когато ние искаме, а когато тя поиска. Тя прилича много пъти на забравена дума, която ни идва на устните само след като сме престанали да я търсим.”

(via goddamnyo2)