wish you weren't here

Fuck you

necklace-of-rope:

so, today this girl in my class asked what the word procrastination meant and i said ‘can i explain that later?’ and my teacher laughed for like five minutes and when he stopped the girl whispered ’ i don’t get it’

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i’m really good at arguing until i start crying

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I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

—Thought Catalog. (via blindthoughts)

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