Congratulations,

you are alive and you are literate.

May 27

I start to pick at my skin whenever I think about you to draw my attention elsewhere. My arms are black and blue and red, god I am so pathetic.  God I am so so so pathetic, and this is too too too familiar.


May 21




(via black-dawg)


May 18

(via eg-squad)


May 17

(via lungs-)


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