Let the sadness kill me.

Rebecca. New York. Living life one nightmare at a time.
My face.


half of me is like ‘lets get a billion tattoos and wear killer heels and sharp eyeliner and red lipstick and leather jackets and dye my hair super bright colors’

and the other half is ‘lets wear pastel dresses and cardigans and ballet flats and play ukulele and wear cute jewelry’

and i think that pretty much sums up my entire existence

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this makes my heart ache

Silverstein always has been, and always will be my favorite poet because he doesn’t even need words in his poem to make people open their eyes.

this is my favorite thing in the entire world.

This breaks my heart. =(
"Notice the people who are happy for your happiness, and sad for your sadness. They’re the ones who deserve special places in your heart."

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"Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you."

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Ive read this countless times

Martaphoto by Emanuele Ferrari

Kirin Dejonckheere by Donald Gjoka

“He [Kurt Cobain] talked about how ugly he thought he was all of the time. I remember one day he looked in a mirror and almost shed a few tears because he was so uncomfortable in his own skin. He was really insecure. This photo was one of the only ones he’s ever liked of himself. He told me he liked it because he thought he looked good. Kurt rarely looked at a photo of himself and felt he was attractive. He kept that photo in his wallet for awhile, I think. He was proud of it.” 
— Krist Novoselic, on the photo above, which came from Krist’s personal collection

Apollonia Saintclair 269 - 20121221 Le murmure d’ange (The whispering angel)
"I am fucking insane but my intentions are gold and my heart is pure."
(via iridicat)

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