from left to right;
I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.
My friend’s parents sent her away.
I found death threats in my locker.
I submitted to electroshock therapy.
I lost half my friends after coming out.
My grandmother sends me hate mail.
My school won’t let me take my date to prom.
I am not here anymore.
My dad tried to beat it out of me. 
No one is proud of me.
This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.
The “I am not here anymore.” 

Oh my. This hit hard.

i don’t even care that this isn’t black and this

wow he sure is hungry

no no that’s just the way all kids eat cereal these days — face first

i’m hip

(via sweetlikea-peach)



those jerks at culinary school always called me a weanie but look at me now
I have always wanted to kill myself, and I still do, but killing myself means I can no longer be with you… and being with you is what I want most in this world.

i haven’t seen your face in ages


the crumb

this is the most intense photo i’ve ever seen


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yeah tru ^^
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I don’t even know why.