This is tumblr on my phone. Everything is huge and i cant zoom out.
What the fuck tumblr
My mom saw the clouds made the word “free.” so she ran inside to get her camera and it had changed to krissy
i saw the picture. The letters were very clear.
what dose it mean?
I could scream, and cry as hard as i can, but i would still never feel better. So what’s the point of “letting it out” if it never leaves. I wish i knew what “it” is then maybe i could find it, kill it, and move on. or maybe im meant to have a life of unhappiness. maybe ill find the cure. maybe ill cure my self. maybe it will kill me from the inside out
It’s funny how i spent my teen years not wanting to be normal, trying to be crazy. but now that im there i would give anything to be normal.
Life has this way of dangling hope in front of me, and snatching it away at the last second…
Opsy. Tiny relaps. But it feels soo good!
one day he will leave me, and i will be alone. this is the future i must have to keep him safe from me