Follow HIM he is looking for a tumblr girlfriend and boyfriend
He wants to be nice to them and make them famous
He is choosing out of his new followers
her canvas
“She paints a pretty picture, but this story has a twist, you see, her paintbrush is her razor, and her canvas is her wrist. She paints a pretty picture, in a color that’s blood-red, while using her sharp paintbrush, she ends up finally dead. Her pretty picture is fading, quite slowly up her arm. The blood is not racing through her, she can longer do no harm, she painted the pretty picture, but her picture had a twist. You see, her mind was her razor, and her heart was just her wrist.”
why I used to cut
[X] - to feel alive
[x] - to punish myself
[x] - to feel numb
[X] - to be in control
[x] - forget emotional pain
[x] - release anger
[x] - relieve stress
[x] - release sadness
[x] - to feel calm
[] - to get noticed
[x] - to feel something other than emotions
[X] - as a placebo to talking
[X] - it’s a “high”
[] - to fit in
[] - all of my friends do it
[x] - self destruction
[] - suicide
[X] - it helps me live
[] - a placebo to drugs/addictions
[] - scars are beautiful
[] - low self-esteem
[] - low self-appreciation
Now you know why I cut - show me why you cut.
Remember me?
Hi.. Remember me?
We used to stay up all night talking to each other. Talking about pointless things, Making each other happy, When people told me that you were no good for me I stuck up for you and told them that you were different.. That’s because I believed you were. You treated me right, You knew exactly what to say and what to do. Truth is; you still do, in fear maybe just maybe in fear that I might be getting over you You do something that makes me fall for you even more.. If I see your name pop up on my phone my heart skips a beat.. If someone mentions your name I’m suddenly reminded of everything And I doubt I even cross your mind. So no you probably don’t remember me… I’m just another girl you made fall for you. And that’s all I’ll ever be..
Bye; The girl that simply shivers at the sound of your name.
Clarke, Tay: Feelings. →
Funny thing feelings are..
Or maybe not funny at all.
It’s pretty fucked actually.
One minute you’re happy,
another minute you’re angry,
and then all of a sudden your upset and confused..
And then later on your content again..
Then all of a sudden you get one of those days when nothings…
Parents…
I don’t know how people deal with this, waking up every morning not having their mom or dad there, having them passed away. It kills me that I haven’t seen my dad in 12 years. How can someone fake a smile every day of their lives without the ones that raised them there for them, I’ve seen the fake smiles people have everyday, I’ve seen them just break down because they can’t do it anymore, I’ve seen them lose control and freak out. I’ve seen some at their worst. But I know when they fake that smile that they just wanna cry. People say they hate their parents and some have reasons to.. But when you say you hate your parents think about it for a minuet, how would it feel if that was the last thing you said to them before they died? That would kill you. So before you say you hate your parents take a step back and think about it.. You don’t actually hate them. Your just mad because they wouldn’t let you do what you wanted to do, maybe it was for a reason, maybe it was because they didn’t want you doing something you’d regret. Think about all this before you say that you hate your parents. Yes I understand that if they abuse you in anyway your going to hate them, or if they treat you like shit. But don’t hate them for the rest of your life because one day… They won’t be there..
A video i made, to let every girl know she is beautiful
you guys gotta follow this kid! I mean really… just look at him(;




