Lie to Me

Lindsey. 17. One part self hate, two parts fuck you. I like bands and guitars and cool tattoos and cute boys and cute girls. I make music in a band with my sister. I do a lot of stupid things, and I do them well.
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The lack of tattoos on my body is highly upsetting.

Wednesday afternoon
the howling wind woke me up

I turned around to find myself alone
in the empty sheets

"She’s gone" they said
I wouldn’t- I couldn’t believe it
I looked for you everywhere
I opened every single door
but you weren’t hiding behind any of them

You’d ripped a piece of yesterday’s paper
and written a note
“I lied when I said I loved you”

Enough to make me
bleed out of life
Enough to fill my veins with water instead of blood

You drowned me

I haven’t woken up since that morning [m.s] (via delfiini)



a soulmate is a person that won’t complain about any of my music when i put my ipod on shuffle

i complain about my own music when its on shuffle what are you talking about

“It took a special kind of guts to be a fuck up as a woman, I thought. To say to hell with being the nice girl, the responsible one, the one who makes sure the man takes care of himself and eats properly and doesn’t take too many drugs. To be just as nihilistic and self-destructive as a man, knowing all along that you’ll get crucified for it, because somehow, the world will make everything your fault. He’ll be a martyr, and you’ll be a succubus. He’ll be a genius and you’ll be a groupie, He’ll be a hero, and you’ll be an ugly fat crack whore who deserves to die.”

Courtney Love   (via deadlysick)




Actual Suicide Prevention

(Source 1, Source 2)

Not sure if this was posted already, but I thought it’d be useful.




i either read for 4 hours straight or dont read for 4 months there is no in between



hey now 

ur a rockstar

get your



great now I cant remember the actual lyrics



Basically the most important thing we can learn in life

one of my all time faves