it’s late and i really just need a hug or a shit load of vodka

(via secrets-written-in-my-skin)


why couldn’t i be born with an older brother who is my best friend and has hot friends that flirt with me and drives me places like mcdonalds when im sad and punches rude boys in the face for me.

(via idk-what-this-is-but-i-like-it)

I want to kill myself.


Hey reblog this if this girl shouldn’t kill herself.

(Fonte: last-breath-130, via lightinnightmare)