Just be yourself.
Ellen, UK, 16.
I am whatever you judge me as.
My first love
was some insignificant boy
when it should have been

Michelle K., First Love. (via michellekpoems)
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Looking in my parents closet I’m going to throw up

this is hell

Whaaaat, parents have a sexual life? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooo
seriously, grow up please.

if accepting the fact that my mom uses nipple tassels is part of growing up then i don’t want to grow up

what if it’s not your mom who uses them
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you know that mood you get in sometimes where you just fucking are in love with drinking water

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Alexandra Lonnback for VORTEX CLOTHING
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I’m the kind of person that once I love you, (as a friend or something else), I will always love you. You could put me through hell, be a totally rude to me, avoid me, whatever. At the end, I will be sad because I know deep down you are the same person I fell in love with. Months, years later, something will take me back to the time when we were once close; a scent, a song, anything. I will sit there sadly, and then smile, because I will remember who you once were. I will hope nothing but the best for you; because at the end of the day, I will still love you, even if you don’t love me back.
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