dream, suicide and scum
UM………….OK
ummmmm cum, crush and door ?
secret, crush, suicide
(Source: psychofactz)
this photo look familiar? its of my sister and I. I posted it not long ago, and its since gotten 1000+ notes on Tumblr and counting. The caption of the photo is talking about our bond, and how strong my sister is for continuing to fight her battle of cancer everyday of the past 5 years. Since I posted the photo, my sister lost her battle. She passed away on the 20/12/11 at 8:49pm in my arms. My sister was my bestfriend, and I want to continue to honor her. Reblog to keep my sisters spirit alive for as long as possible, she deserves it.
Everyone to reblog this will be watched over by her tonight <3
(Source: tojustdieinyourarms)
I haven’t gotten the chance to dance along the light of day.
I have had so many good things come my way. But my heart has never told me to take advantage, never told me that what I have is gonna turn into something profoundly tender. I’ve got a heart that aches but I don’t know for what. For who. I’ve been “loved” I am “loved” but I don’t know how or what love is with a boy. I don’t know how to be. How I want to be. Who I want to be with. I’ve been lonely for too long. But the thing is; I haven’t been alone. I’ve just been empty. Surrounded by people who want in, I can let people in. Easy. But I can’t give myself to anyone. I can’t. I feel no physical need for anybody. But my heart tugs in my chest. Even at this moment. Just for something. A taste of how it all feels. To be consumed by love. How I’d love to be aquainted by that feeling. But I’m so scared of it.
Terrified really. But I want it so bad.
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