the saddest part of it all is that I’m used to being hurt.
They told me that after every storm, there’s a rainbow. But they never told me that the rainbow would be just as dark as the storm.
yES OMG SOMEONE ON INSTAGRAM DREW A PICTURE OF ME AND I SCREAMED AND CRIED AND YEAH IT WAS WONDERFUL
when your friend has an inside joke you do not get
i do not care about highschool or getting involved or making memories i want to pass my classes and get the fuck out