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i want to puke my feelings he makes my head spin and my body confused there's so much love and yet so much distaste at the end of the day you don't want me and that's fine but i love you so much and i'm not sure how you can not feel the same i don't want anyone else to have you i just wish i could live out eternity with you somehow it's like that stupid tumblr quote, maybe we are from the same star i don't know what it is but you make my insides tremble and my eyes water like a raging ocean because i'm so utterly confused on how and why this is the story for us and if i had a say in how this crazy universe works i would do anything in my power to end up with you you make me question everything even on my clearest days why your still in my thoughts and life i'm not sure but i need to die 10000 more ego deaths before i will swallow my pride when it comes to you and i don't know why but i hate it your learning to wire wrap your drawing your making sweatshirts your creative you trip all the time you want to get dreads you ski you blow my mind and are so sexy and sweet and yet all those things i love about you are why i can't fucking stand you now because i want you more than i want me and i hate the thought of you with someone else you are so gorgeous and i want to spend my whole life trying to figure you out and enjoying your presence because you deserve to be loved and it's selfish of me to think i'm the only person that would be willing to give it to you but i wish you would let me and felt the same i can't seek you out anymore i am killing my insides
Time (or lack there of)
boys don’t care or if they do it’s for the wrong reasons don’t crawl into my bed and put your face next to mine your lips are sticky, strawberry lipgloss, and her name dribbles out of your lips into my hair no amount of space between us would be enough get out
Your mind is so beautiful. Hands that follow. They grab my waist and I feel vulnerable, like you’re the only one who can make me feel safe. Kisses all over, chills. And the subtle gasp for breath
How are things going?
What you say: things are great. College is going well, keeping up with all my coursework so things are good.
What you really want to say: things are not good! Im depressed, I self harm, and I’m having suicidal thoughts. College is stressful and I’m behind on coursework. Oh and I cry myself to sleep most nights!
Don’t make yourself weak. Don’t let this one person control your life forever, there’s a reason why they did what they did, what makes you think they won’t do it again?
if all the rude people in the world shared one single dick