emilyyum:

hopingly:

Sometimes,
I feel like ripping apart my skin,
and searching for a reason for why
I feel this empty.
Maybe my veins are tangled,
or something is lodged
in my ribcage.
Because it feels like
something inside of me is
missing or broken.

Every night

Treating people in a nice way might not get you the same thing in return, instead they might be laughing at how dumb you are for trying to be nice to everyone, oh and you might even be called fake for not really hating on anyone.

learned it the hard way. 

i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.

(Source: flawhs, via mythoughtsnshit)