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Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

(Source: cite-belle)

My costume this year
no im not Katy Perry
should have choosen a different wig color choice
i’ve already been called Katy Perry twice lol
I’m an acid trip
and my cute miss little red riding hood sister Jessmika Chicka
Happy halloween everyone!!! 
"OOOOoooo00000oooooooooo"- In my scary ghost voice!
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My costume this year

no im not Katy Perry

should have choosen a different wig color choice

i’ve already been called Katy Perry twice lol

I’m an acid trip

and my cute miss little red riding hood sister Jessmika Chicka

Happy halloween everyone!!! 

"OOOOoooo00000oooooooooo"- In my scary ghost voice!

I close my eyes and I let my body shut itself down and I let my mind wander. It wanders to a familiar place. A place I don’t talk about or acknowledge exists. A place where there is only me. A place that I hate. I am alone. Alone here and alone in the world. Alone in my heart and alone in my mind. Alone everywhere, all the time, for as long as I can remember. Alone with my family, alone with my friends, alone in a room full of people. Alone when I wake, alone through each awful day, alone when I finally meet the blackness. I am alone in my horror. Alone in my horror. I don’t want to be alone. I have never wanted to be alone. I fucking hate it. I hate that I have no one to talk to, I hate that I have no one to call, I hate that I have no one to hold my hand, hug me, tell me everything is going to be all right. I hate that I have no one to share my hopes and dreams with, I hate that I no longer have any hopes or dreams, I hate that I have no one to tell me to hold on, that I can find them again. I hate that when I scream, and I scream bloody murder, that I am screaming into emptiness. I hate that there is no one to hear my scream and that there is no one to help me learn how to stop screaming. I hate that what I have turned to in my loneliness lives in a pipe or a bottle. I hate that what I have turned to in my loneliness is killing me, has already killed me, or will kill me soon. I hate that I will die alone. I will die alone in my horror.
More than anything, all I have ever wanted is to be close to someone. More than anything, all I have ever wanted is to feel as if I wasn’t alone.

James Frey, A Million Little Pieces (via arpeggia)

how i feel right now..

bbook:

Ladies and gentlemen. If we cannot debate that which troubles our society, and more importantly troubles our government, then we cannot, in all honesty, call ourselves a democracy. If we cannot question our leaders as they embark on what has been called an illegal military action, an action publicly opposed by the United States government and the countries of the United Nations Security Council; if we cannot reasonably and intelligently query about the rightness of an action that appears at heart to be deceitful, then we are not a free—

(Source: russiancohle)

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