This is me.
Yesterday in the train.
This is me.
Yesterday in the train.
(via let-me-touch-the-clouds)
time-to-forget-about-the-past:
I wish I was born here:
I swear if I had a British accent I would never shut up.
“I was born very far from where I’m supposed to be, so I’m on my way home.” (Be prepared, UK! Be prepared, USA!)
(Source: admiratios, via supatuna)
It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless. Like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good.
(via xleightonx)
Yes I do.
(Source: jonwithabullet, via overcomeandalways)
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