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I love this even more because it’s Doctor Who. And it’s totally true. I even say well like him! dezzybearr

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I love this even more because it’s Doctor Who. And it’s totally true. I even say well like him! dezzybearr

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Life.

Who knew that things could get so messed up so fucking fast. I guess when shit hits the fan it all hits at once. 95% of it isn’t even mine, but it always manages to head in my direction. It’s so frustrating to not be able to do anything, but feel obligated to try and help. But you can always change things. And I think that’s what’s hardest for me to accept. I like to control things, and the things I can’t control frustrate me to no end. And what do I do? I turn around and stick my face in a pile of drugs. Which helps no one, even though I think it helps me. It just makes me hate myself more. It’s unbelievably difficult to battle addictions, family, friends, work, and school. I feel like I’ve been treading water for a long time. At this point I’ve hit my wall, and I’m almost sinking under. I don’t even know why I’m writing this. I need to change, but I don’t know how. And I don’t know how to get started, every day is the same shit and I’m stuck in a rut I can’t get out of.

So here’s to hoping my “courage” comes of use sooner rather than later.

Crumpled Letters

I wrote you a letter,

every day, 

but I was too afraid to send them.

So I threw them away. 

The writing crumpled with the paper, 

the marks lost their meaning, 

no way to retrieve all of those feelings. 

My thoughts lay there,

in the bottom of the trash, 

and my heart burns away, 

nothing left, 

but ash. 

(Please respect this and credit me! Thanks! )

This is me and my beautiful 23 year old sister on Thanksgiving. I had just come home for a visit. And everything was fine. Life was good. And then when I moved home, a few months later, we found out she was sick. Her gorgeous, long, red hair is now short. And tomorrow she starts chemo. I can’t even be around her because I might get her sick. My best friend and my sister. 

I’m not even sure I could find the strength to be around her if I wasn’t sick. 

God. This is so unbelievably hard. I don’t even know what to feel.

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This place is haunted with memories I never wanted to remember.

This place is haunted with memories I never wanted to remember.

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Listening to to my sister dry heaving reminds me that her cancer is real. And it’s not just a nightmare. I don’t know what to do anymore.

dezzybearr:

whatsuptiff:

Darling, I know you may feel upset right now. 

You think that things won’t get better. 

But I promise you that they will. I don’t know when, but that means you have to live to see.

You are a wonderful, unique person that deserves to be on this planet. 

I’ll be here for you no matter what. You are not alone.

vacantplaces

J’adore. ♡

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Coolest backpack ever!

Coolest backpack ever!

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House tattoos are bomb as fuck.

I love free tattoos!

—An arrow can only be shot by being dragged backwards. Imagine that in life when you are being dragged down you are going to be shot forward into greatness. Keep focus and take aim.

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did this nigga just evolve


Oh god I can’t.  Actually dying.

knottybynvture:

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did this nigga just evolve

Oh god I can’t. Actually dying.

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