UNMUTE IT RIGHT NOW IāM CRYING
Whenever your faith in people is lost, remember these pictures.
This girl is insane, I think
> It gets stranger and stranger as it goes.
> Her neighbors must hate her.
Guilty as Charged š (W/ Brandon Calvillo)
LABRATHOR
One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual. There open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of a pinprick, but wounds still. The marks of suffering are more comparable to the loss of a finger, or of the sight of an eye. We may not miss them, either, for one minute in a year, but if we should there is nothing to be done about it.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via quotemadness)
when ur the first in the squad to go to bed