January 2012
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forever talking to myself
it frustrates me how i can’t just get out of this village and live. i want to be able to do what i want when i want, go wherever i want to go whenever i want to. the thought of stay here til September, might just run away!
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly...
– Sylvia Plath (via vervegrace)
places where i’d rather be than sitting here:
a gig
a city
uni
MALIA
all of which very drunk
things have been said, and things have happened, i can feel myself going backwards almost, like, back to my old dark shitty hating life self
hard to find some one who can sorta ‘save’ that from happening, its a shame i have to rely on someone to do that, god why am i so shit
why
why
:(
i need a hug
they say i love you they say i always will the wounds they won’t heal it’s all over the town
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who the fuck are you, telling me what i can and cant do..you ended it, i’m not with you anymore.. grow the fuck up and sort yourself out you predictable little knob
ps i hope you read this :———————)
See if you can surprise yourself by doing something brave. Enjoy the aftermath...
– Sara Bareilles (via colourcollision)
i can barely look at youu
july holiday shopping already.. cant stop meh
like and i shall look at your blog
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how fucking old are you
bleepmylife asked: what are u listening right now?
ask me things
will answer anything
im bored
www.basicspace.tumblr.com/ask
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i want a relationship
then i dont
then i do again
oh no wait now i dont