this video sends chills up and down my soul.
Dear people who question why girls go to the bathroom together
Hermione went alone and got attacked by a troll
You might think, since I have a boyfriend, I spent today with him. Videochatting, or talking, or something of the sort. No, I spent my Valentine’s day making a mask. A fucking mask.
Happy fucking Valentine’s day.
I don’t know where to go but I wish I knew where you were. I don’t know who I am but I wish that I could be her. You’re probably sitting somewhere on the shore with your toes in the sand. She’s probably sitting next to you, holding on tight to your hand.
Well I hope she’s beautiful. And I hope she’s nice. I hope this girl is bright as day.
I hope you have to heart the stay. I hope you don’t break the heart that you hold in the palm of your hand. I hope she’s worth that. I hope she’s worthy of you.
I don’t know how to stand but I wish I didn’t have to. I don’t know what I’ve got, but I wish that I could have you…
I don’t know how to bend, in order to rise above.
I don’t know who to be, to make you fall in love.
She needs to learn I’m beautiful the way I am.
She doesn’t understand that the reason I’m so reluctant to talk about my self-image project is because she’s part of the reason I feel the need to do it.
in west of the internet
born and raised
tumblr.com is where i shipped most of my gays
sitting down hiding out
staying inside my room
shipping like hell outside of school
when a couple of trolls- who were up to no good
dissed my ships and said they were uncool
i got in one little fight and became tumblr famous
my followers, well they said i was the best
