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Liberation

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It’s 3 a.m. I’m still awake. I’m losing sleep. I’m losing myself.

I’m losing you.

So I write tonight. I write for everyone of us who has suffered. Every one of us who is broken. Every one of us who has a damaged soul. Every one of us whose brilliant scarlet became just another red.

This is for us, the broken ones.

And for the ones who broke us in two.

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Nikita Gill, We Used to be Happy (via untamedunwanted)

arzevark:

when u at a concert & ur favorite band member looks u in the eye

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abigaillx:

the actual, physical ache you feel in your chest and in your bones when you’re so sad is fucking awful.

steambot-timelord:

ashkenazi-autie:

eileenthequeen:

eileenthequeen:

So apparently in my sister’s class, there was a trans girl that had been on the cheerleading squad for a while. When she came out, the other girls on the squad made the agreement that whatever boy made fun of her would never get a date. And if you think that’s not the most metal girl alliance ever, you can sit down.

Girls protecting girls.

GIRLS PROTECTING GIRLS

(Source: passive-aggressiveprincess)

phobias:

my interests range from cute puppy’s to hard core sex

flannelbuttphenomenon:

life hack: get a tattoo. if the people at the job interview notice it and look concerned, laugh a little and explain “it’s just temporary.”  months later if your boss asks why you lied and said it was a temporary tattoo, stare off into the distance and whisper with a tremulous voice the poor excuse for truth your subconscious has been fighting for its entire insignificant existence: “everything is temporary.”