If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
Anonymous asked: Hold on. It's gonna get better.
Thank you :*
Guys I can’t do this. I an’t deal with the fact that R doesn’t love me. This is killing me, I’m going insane and he seems so happy and so calmed I want to die. I just…I can’t.. I can’t deal with this. I know I sound pathetic and lame to be crying over some guy, but this was really important to me and now it’s over and I just can’t deal with this.
i KNOW THS IS GETTING OLD IM SO DEPRESSED I WANT TO DIE.
Rule #1 of Tumblr:
you must reblog our creator whenever he comes up on your dash
david karp looks through the notes of this post, puts all the urls he sees onto the safe list, then deletes the rest of the blogs. reblogging this post is like when the jews put the lamb’s blood on their doorposts so the angel of death wouldn’t kill their firstborns.
Must reblog for that comment
That comment, my God..