tomorrowisanotherchance
Do you ever lay in bed at night hoping you wake up in the emergency room and hear the words "shes not going to make it?"
August 2011
“You’re not where you belong; inside my arms.”
—Winter Song- Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson
I need alcohol in me now.
sup depression, long time no see
I need a fucking cigarette.
Before I start to cry.
I compare my body to every girl who walks by.
Reblog this if you want a LONG anonymous message saying what they think of you.
- me: this year i'm gonna get a boyfrie-
- appearance: no
Go on anon and ask me 3 questions you've been too shy to ask.
Send me nudes.
Not you, my love! And ahahah thanks ^^;
ilovelionsohmy replied to your post: Yesterday was a good day.
“And how all of my supposed friends are bitches.” i’m not a bitch D: you and gabe are so cute omg
