[skumbags]

[send-more-wine]

Leave. Don't look back.

[send-more-wine]

People are fucking Monsters.

NEVER let them in.

[the-sad-boy]

[send-more-wine]

This. This is why we dull the pain, with drugs, alcohol, whatever we can get our hands on. Because if we dare to let ourselves feel even a sliver of it, it will all come crashing down. And then we can't lock it back up inside it's cage.

[send-more-wine]

.....

[send-more-wine]

God damnit this shit hurts 💔

[send-more-wine]

Nightmares

Nightmares

4-21 3 Hours I met a very handsome, charming man who lived in a house nearby. We started talking and flirting and kissing and then he got really forceful and violent and I told him to stop and he hurt me and shoved his hand down my pants. I headbutted him and bit his lip as hard as I could and got away. Later some of my immediate family and some extended family were at my parents house and he started lighting off fireworks to draw everyone outside and we quickly realized what was happening but it was too late. I made it into the house and watched as most of my family, including children and my mom’s best friend/sister, were slaughtered with bullets from a semiautomatic rifle. I feel like I also must have had a child that was killed, it's a lingering feeling that I keep having. I was crying so hard I woke myself up.

[send-more-wine]

None of those guys cared about me really, except for one who, after having sex on my kitchen floor, told me he loved me. I got nervous and laughed -– how could he love me? I was unlovable, made bitter after years of being used for loveless sex and four AM booty calls. So I laughed and he left, never to speak to me again. It hurt because I really did love him -– a lot -– but my sex addiction kept me from accepting that someone could love me like he did, and I blew it.

[lovemakesyouwonder]

[deceptivelips]

(18+)

[ink-pedia]

Victor Zabuga

[send-more-wine]

Why is it that when trying to describe myself I can only think of horrible things to say? I constantly make apologies for the way that I am and sarcastically make insults about myself. When will my brain stop hating me?

[send-more-wine]

To every little girl out there: I truly hope you never, ever have to feel like you aren't good enough for anything. You are ALWAYS worthy.

[outofthewood]

[send-more-wine]

Me: Maybe we can be friends! Person: (never texts back) Me: (turns on https://youtu.be/NGrLb6W5YOM and drinks a bottle of wine)

[100493503004422]

I love drunk me but I don’t trust her

[suspend]

Be with someone who makes your Mondays feel like Fridays.

(via liebeficktunsalle)