Indulge.

It's personal, mucked up, fucked up, weird and wonderful.
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Think of it this way…

thebobblehat:

The Avengers are every person you see in high school.

The shy nerd

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The asshole you just can’t hate

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The hot foreign guy

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The athlete

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The quiet guy who’s always playing guitar and probably smoking something

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His bitchy/bad ass girlfriend (depending on if she likes you or not)

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The emo kid that somehow gets all the chicks

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And that one cheerleader that EVERYONE knows has a hard-on for the athlete

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(via conspiracy-of-trees)

Its amazing how one conversation can unravel you. Make you feel like a failure. Like a monster. Like you don’t even matter.

Never been more triggered.

And the one person I can to talk to about this is asleep

So tomorrow is the 24th. The day I go put flowers down for you. But the car is broke and I can’t get there and I feel like I’ve broke my promise already. God its upset me.

Don’t know how people roll out of bed with their alarm. I can barely get up generally.