Trying to explain something to a boy is like...
Its just impossible.
I bet no guy has the ball's to write a girl a...
bandcamptan: asecond-madworld: …why not? I know no one will do this but oh well. oh god, it’s kind of pathetic, but I would like this very much right now.
amante-de-la-musica asked: halloween plans?
amante-de-la-musica asked: Who is not liking you being happy? This isn't about me joking about being jeslous.. is it..
Give us a reason to continue this fight, give me a...
We can’t trust the outside. We can’t trust the monster inside. I don’t know if I can fight this, but I have to try for myself.
Reblog if your SINGLE
flilyfe: Forever Alone </3
Bitch i'm fucking fabulous.
I’m happy for once. So FUCK YOU if you’re trying to bring me down. Just let me be happy with who I want to be happy with.
amante-de-la-musica asked: Im still jelly .-. Very very jelly
amante-de-la-musica asked: Why yes, Yes I am Jelly.
TOMORROW ME AND ROSIE ARE TAKING MATCHING FISHIE...
AND YOU WILL ALL BE JEALOUS! (:
learnme-right asked: don't forget about our matching cups tomorrow!
nothing to prove; so much to gain
I’m still pushing for getting this before christmas. My mother asked for a reasoning. She probably wants like, a well written essay, like I have to do for all of my other extras (hair dying, piercings, etc). My reasoning is simply this: I have nothing to prove, to anyone, or anything. I know who I am, and I’m happy with who and what I am. And I have so much to gain from the world....
Anonymous asked: I would be If yew actually had any chance with him.
mum: you think these bands have nice hair and fashion now but in 20 years you will look back at these photos and be like-
me: look children it's your father
Hush-a-bye baby, you’re almost dead, You don’t have a pulse and your pillow is red. Your family hates you. Your friends let you bleed. Sleep tight with a knife, Cause that’s all you need. Rock-a-bye baby, broken and scarred, You didn’t know life would be this hard. Time to end the pain you hid well. And down you’ll come baby, Back home to hell.
That party last night was awfully crazy
Homecoming. Ohmyjesus. Grind trains with kaylamarie, bridget, and cameron. Holden and I danced and he literally broke my dress. Carolina, Stassja, Kim, and momma Munts safety pinned my dress. When I got home, I fixed the dress, changed, and went out and partied with my hoes. Overall, pretty awesome night. But now i’m at home laying in the couch sick. Never partying again. >.
You understand what it is to be a cutter. You understand that it’s not for attention. You understand that it’s a release. You understand that the aim isn’t death. You understand that feeling pain is easier than feeling numb or broken. You understand that emotions can choke you. Reblog if you’re not: disgusted, horrified or look down on cutters… Reblog if you really, truly, understand.
This is Taylor;
BayMac and I are currently getting our nails done and I decided to kidnap her phone and her tumblr because she cant do anything about it. Muwahahaha. Swipe texting is the shit. Okay, well, I love Bailey. Goodbye.(:
Uh. I'm starving.
So off to make a hotpocket, cinnamon rolls, and find whatever else I can get and eat it. Like a fat whore.
When Nastassja doesn't understand the concept of...
Billy’s a liar. He comes home the 18th, OH WELL. Same week(:
my Billy AND my Spencer come home the same...
OHMYDEARSWEETBABYJESUS. DECEMBER 14TH CAN NOT GET HERE FAST ENOUGH.