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Mom: What's wrong?
My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
My mind: I haven't been eating that much and I'm hungry all the time.
My mind: I feel like no one cares about me.
My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
summerhigh:

oh he is so beautiful
screams:

queued!! xx
nakedly:

ashleighgarch:

sm3llsliketeendepression:

conveys:

oafelia:

lugubr1ous:

This has always been one of my favorite pictures

i feel like i’ve been punched in the stomach

do not want to experience this no thank you

so scared of this ever happening. I’d die. Literally.

the worst feeling

seriously the worst feeling ever
ewshit:

escapethemoon:

imjustjessica:

I remember Mum and Dad saying just before my 7th birthday that I can either have a party or get a dog, I chose a dog. We saved Rusty from a breeder and when we first got him he was riddled with fleas, his fur was all matted and his diet consisted of Fruitloops and other crazy food. During April of 2011 we noticed a growth on his hip, it was a cancerous tumour and the vet said we would have to amputate his back leg but we didn’t want to do that to him. They said he would only last a month and sure enough he has lasted a whole year. His cancer has gotten really bad and he’s now covered in tumours. He’s been my best friend over the last 13 years and bought many great times and laughs to my family. He’s been the best dog ever and saying goodbye tomorrow is going to be extremely tough. I love you Rusty xxx 

ok can i just say that i liked this post when it had 20 notes which was like an hour ago

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