Casually tumblin in the Domincan Republic (L)
That moment when you tell your drama teacher you...
Purple is a weird word.
moonglint: purple purple puuurrpplllle
I never wanted anything more than to rip out my insides. I want to find an empty house to build a life. Or an empty life to build a house in. Or maybe it’s an empty space to build a house in…? Remember the walks we used to go on, at night and in the day? Remember the stars? Same sky no matter what side of town we’re on. I should have said something. I was going to. I...
Just let me go. Let me go. Just let me go. Just, please, let me go. Stop! Please, please, just please let me go. JUST LET ME GO!
If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am....– The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky (via babymoose) My poor book :[