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I was 15 years old, laying on my bedroom floor, shaking and trying to shove my heart back into my chest after you told me you didn’t love me anymore and I’m covered in scars and there are still nights when I find myself trying to hold my bones together with bleeding hands and breathing gets hard but fuck, if I can survive you and the way you tore me apart I can survive anything. (via psyxchotic)

(Source: extrasad, via inyourvoices)


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My death will probably be caused by me being sarcastic at the wrong time. Chattiest (via chattiest)

(via scars-scars-scars-scars)


You don’t understand and I can’t explain. Casualty (via amortizing)

(via be--blissful)


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