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I do not feel good, I’ve got the sad sads. All I want to do is fuck you. Charles Bukowski, from Somebody (via oceanghosts)

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If you ever think I’m ignoring you. I swear to god I am. My phone be in my hands 24/7

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Hi, there. I’m wearing a shirt that reads “Kill Me”. If you saw me at a party or on the street would you promptly murder me? What about if I had a few drinks? What if I was walking alone at night?I’m guessing that you wouldn’t if you’re a sane individual. The cops wouldn’t overlook your crime because of what I’m wearing because that’s silly. I wasn’t literally asking for you to kill me based on my choice of clothing. Who would take that defense seriously?
My friends wouldn’t blame me for being murdered and my killer would be behind bars almost instantly. So, why is it okay to rape someone because they’re wearing revealing clothes? Why does THEIR choice of clothing excuse THEIR attacker? It doesn’t. You’re silly if you think otherwise. The less guilt on the attacker. The more guilt on victim. Stop. Victim. Blaming.


Depression isn’t how it is in movies.

You don’t get some cute boy who falls in love with you.

You don’t get understanding and caring teachers who help you through it.

You don’t have parents that give you warm blankets and hot chocolate.

Most of the time you don’t get anything.

Then you die because it’s the only thing you want.

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