Felicidades volvisteis a romperme pero yo sigo siendo igual de estupida que lo arreglo para que vuelvas a lastimarme…
You have been visited by Baljeet, the Failed Test. If you do not reblog within ten seconds, you will fail your finals.
too risky man
Do you miss me when you hear my name?
4:04 am thoughts (via happy-absturz)
You go home, you cry, and you want to die.
(via starve-sleeep-repeat)
Mind:your fucking worthless no one likes you.
Mind:don’t even bother looking at that dress you will look like a whale in it.
Mind:why are you looking at him? He thinks your ugly.
Mind:cry because your not worth it
Mind:self harm because your pathetic
Mind:starve because your so fat
Mind:jump because no one would care that your gone
Friend:are you okay?
Me:yeah I’m fine, just tired
Sus ojos no eran ni del color de la esperanza, ni el del cielo. Ni siquiera el de mi chocolate favorito.
Sus ojos eran del color de mis sueños. Y eso lo hacía perfecto.
Just me,myself and I 