I was not a lovable child, and I’d grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it’d be a scribble with fangs
enrussia:

(via dolinska)
As we both moved on I surrounded myself in people who would remind me of the perfect essence you portrayed yet I never expected that someone so close to you would be so evil to steal my heart just as you did three hundred and sixty six days earlier.
inceration:

I FOLLOW BACK 1OO%
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