It's so loud inside my head with words that I...
I don’t care if you’re black, white, straight, bisexual, gay,...– Why can’t more people think like this?
I’ll go so high My feet won’t touch the ground They stitch my wings And pull the strings I bought these dreams That all fall down
Why am I feeling so guilty? Why am I holding my breath? Worried ‘bout...– Taken from a friends fb…it’s kinda true to me though
I am my own worst enemy, I wanna be somebody else.
but not even that really.
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I'm scared for Hurricane Irene. My heart goes out...
It would be nice to start over again Before we were men I’d give, I’d bend Lets play pretend And when it’s the end Our lives will make sense We’ll love, we’ll bend Lets play pretend
I’m more me when I dance then any other time in the day– Someone from step up 3 said this, and I completely agree. I also think that I can say more through choreography than I can words. If only I could just dance every conversation instead of speak it haha
Look at the people all around you, the way you...
I like that nobody sees, and nobody knows but...
Seeing you smile makes me happy :)
<3 <3 <3 <3
Don't want to move an inch, let alone a million...
Half the things I say here I delete
I can’t put my thoughts into words and have it make sense
I miss you, I wish you talked to me more
It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget how to live– Dumbledor book 1 Harry potter
Every time an eyelash falls off, or it's 11:11, or...
Why is he more confused, how could he be, it’s only been two months since we last saw him, and that’s not that long. I hate this.
I feel like I cant be sad because I’m supposed to be strong for her, and I cant say it’s hard because if its hard for me, it must be ten times worse for her, and I have to be perfect because it’s so stressful for her…well I’m trying really hard, but it’s not really working. The perfect daughter for just four days, I should be able to do that right?
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No flaws when you're pretending
Please, don't forget me.
I’m coming soon, to play invisible and quiet and perfectly okay, just so that I can tell you I love you one more time and hope that it isn’t the last one. I want to talk to you, or write you a letter, but I don’t even know what to say, so even though I’m not that interesting, and you don’t have control over it, please try not to forget me. I love you grandpa.
Dark blue dark blue have you ever been alone in a...
Not quite the lyrics but it’s true
The Best of Hipster Edits
God Mother Damn
My face when I listen to the kid's talk nowadays:
I heard some 6th grader say “I smashed that bitch’s pussy hard.” I was like NIGGA I HOPE YOU MEANT A CAT!
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For every reblog this gets, I'll donate 5 cents to...
the-style-snob asked: where are you...
Tomorrow is another day
so maybe it will be better, maybe I will be happier, maybe it will be less lonely…as long as I keep telling myself that, eventually a tomorrow will come where it’s true.