"One day you fall for this boy, and he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him, and it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass, and then you realized you always felt this way."
— Maureen Medved, The Tracey Fragments (via ideal-ideolog-y)
(Source: larmoyante, via paigecynthia)
Okay since no one cares about me
I’ll just go cut and cry and purge. La tee daaaaaaa. <333
“My food shits on your food”
Shut up, slut.
