sorry that i post what i post. this is my blog, where i come to fucking vent. so fuck you, "stinascott"
in the car, waiting for my dads gf, i got your text, silently crying, i sat there with my dad. he never noticed. i’m getting too good at this.
i honestly dont think there has been one day in the past few months that i havent thought about suicide…
(Source: deadly-th0ughts)
