damnafricawhathappened:

Ugh I’m so sick and tired of all of these girls worrying about how much they weigh. I hate skinny girls. Fuck all these skinny bulimic anorexic whores trying to get down at the clubs looking like the fucking dancing skeletons from “Corpse Bride.”

I like a big bitch with a big old jiggly ass and big ass tits you can lose your keys in the cleavage. 

Love your body girls. You’re fucking beautiful. 

thanks

It’s 1:09AM.

My heart feels like it’s being crushed from inside my ribs. I’m trying to stifle my sobs so that they will be subtle. My breaths are coming in short and rasp.
I cannot articulate the thoughts that are rushing through my mind at this very moment. I feel like I need to use the medium of words to compose myself.

Is it okay to feel like this? I have never felt so alone in my life. I feel like a helpless little child trapped between the four corners of my room. I have never wanted anything more than another person to just talk to; a shoulder to cry on; another’s t-shirt to wipe my tears with. But right now, I feel like I can’t confide on anyone. Not even myself.

Is it possible to be hurt so many times, to the point where you’re starting to feel numbness? It’s that feeling after you’ve cried your eyes out, and your eyes are all sore and red and you just lay there on your bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to think. Unable to move. Unable to feel. Well, not so much on unable to feel.. but more like wishing that you didn’t feel anything. At all.

Sometimes, I ponder about alternatives a lot. In times like these, after all those minutes of wasted tears soaking up my pillow case, I think about the what if’s. What if I had gone through with this? What if I had just said that? What if I had just done what I was supposed to do, or what I had been told to do in the first place? Would my life be different? Significantly. The question is that would it have been better, or worse.

Usually, the latter had always been my answer. But nowadays, I’ve been considering the opposite..

I want to cry out. I want to scream. But I can’t find my voice. I don’t know my emotion - upset, confused, dazed, numb. It’s a bundle of mess… my mind is. But one thing remains concise, and it’s the same throbbing feeling I get in my chest after my dad’s just told me off, or when I see my mum cry. It’s that type of pain, the one that just wont pass away in a matter of minutes…

The worst part is that I feel like I deserve the pain. For every sharp word that shoots like a knife through the very base of my heart. I feel like I deserve to be hurt. Maybe because I’ve been hurt so many times before, and now I find myself just sitting here waiting for it. Expecting it, even.

They say something’s definitely wrong when you know you’re going to get hurt. The smart person does the right thing - they get up, and walk away from the source of the pain.

Unfortunately, I’m not a smart person.

It’s almost 1:30AM, and here I am longing for those nights when I was able to sleep earlier with a smile on my face. I haven’t experienced that in a long while.

Most of all, I just yearn for one person.. just one.. who I can trust with my whole heart and not have to expect it to be broken.

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javacup:

im peeing

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

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drippingdiamonds:

Do they not have parents ? these 12 year old bimbo sluts who wear high top shorts and tube tops and think they’re “hipster” .. omfg. And to all the retards reblogging these idiotic pictures, go to wikipedia and search “hipster” to find out the real meaning.. hipsters are people who dress indie and live by a certain lifestyle. I don’t understand what these mindless repulsive whores have anything to do with hipsters or hippies or summer.

OMFG THIS THIS THIIIIIS. 

THANK YOU^ FINALLY SOMEONE KNOWS WHAT A FUCKING HIPSTER IS

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