shelbyy

mitchdahbitch:

sometimes i forget how ugly i am so when i accidentally open the front camera on my phone i have an actual heart attack


bullied:

isn’t it weird that you can have friends but also have no friends at the same time




garfinski:

Malia Tate + up close & personal 

Ever since I turned back to h u m a n, I just can’t seem to get warm


Troian Bellisario - "Surf Noir" behind the scenes


"I read something once that advised to treat people as if they are going to die at midnight. That hit me hard because tragedies happen all the time. People die in car accidents. They get sick. The most unexpected shit occurs everyday. You truly never know if the words you say to someone are going to be the last words they hear. That’s why I do believe that you should be open about how you feel towards people. Tell them that they’re special and that you love them and that you’re perpetually glad they’re in your life. Nowadays, society is so obsessed with “playing hard to get” and being coy and mysterious. But I encourage you to be open. Respond to that text right away. Hug people you just met. Say how you feel and believe in what you say. Stop being so focused on how people will perceive your actions and just do them. And embrace them! You’ll be lighter and good things will happen a lot quicker."
— Reachingluckett (via reachingluckett)

AHS: Asylum | photoset per episode
 ↳ 2x11 - Spilt Milk


"I’m used to it"
— The saddest thing you can hear someone say. (via suspend)

"I didn’t get over it, but I got used to it."
Story of my life. (via joshpeck)

"The worst part about anything that’s self destructive is that it’s so intimate. You become so close with your addictions and illnesses that leaving them behind is like killing the part of yourself that taught you how to survive."
— L.L (via fleurthorn)

rot4te:

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rot4te:

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Every Character I LoveCassie Ainsworth (Skins)

“I always wished I could be a Russian Doll. A red one. With a big pair of bright blue eyes and painted on eyelashes and pink rosy cheeks. Really rosy. And my mouth would be painted on red like a bow. I’d have a flower on my chest - a rose - and two small little hands by my side. And then I could be unwrapped, two, three, four times until I was small. Really small.”


"How many times was I there for you?
Every. Fucking. Time. I didn’t even care if I was busy.
How many times did you even think of talking to me when I was down?
Zero."
— 'Best Friend' (via ohlookwhatyouvedone)

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