21/9/2011 . 17,317 notes . Reblog

The only reason why I am writing this here instead of my personal blog is because nobody ever reads it.

I have never in my life intentionally tried to hurt anybody. I don’t try and hurt people, even when they hurt me (which is not the case in this situation anyway). I will also admit when I am in the wrong, and in most people’s perspectives, I am right now. Which is why I understand why some of you want me dead. I’m not going to get into this on here anymore. If anybody wants to have a further conversation then they will know where to find me.

21/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog
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Are so fucking good. God damn.

16/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog
~~~Meow~~~

I am no longer going to use tumblr. Perhaps for generic use and to reblog humourous images but I don’t really have a reason to be here. As most people get irritated by the whole personal post type thing I do on here, I’ve decided to move that to a personal blog. Well, it’s been up for a while but only a couple of people have been able to access it. If you’d like it then hit me up with a message and I’ll send you the link, but if not then farewell my lovely tumblr friends. c:

16/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog
Tasteful humour.

Tasteful humour.

14/9/2011 . 105 notes . Reblog
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Suicide Silence were incredible last night. I was blown away by the stage presence. Top night apart from being too girly girl for the metal crowd. >__________<

14/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog
Numb.

Is probably the only way to explain it. Guilt tripping me makes me angry, patronising me makes me angry, and making up shit makes me angry. And being angry will not solve a problem or allow me to relate or accept anybody’s feelings.

If you have a problem with me then please talk to me. I am always here, 100% honest and straight up. Right now the way in which people are treating me is doing nothing but strengthen my hate for society. I am a human being and I will treat each and every one of you with the same respect that you treat me.

14/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog

Today would be a nice day to not wake up.

13/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog
Problems. All types of problems. Flaws. Covered by flaws. Covered by physical flaws. Provoking emotional flaws.

Self confidence/assurance problems are easy to ignore until you are staring them in the face. Fucking stupid problems that you never have and never will have the courage to admit or talk to anybody about because you’re so consumed by your own self hatred. You don’t have to have “”“depression””” to have a damaging psychological problem, but it can sometimes become a nasty side affect.

12/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog

I don’t want you to speak to me after the things you caused. I can forgive but I will never forget. And hopefully you learned that bullying is wrong and getting somebody to do the dirty work for you does not leave you being an innocent bistander. You know what it’s like to feel alone and you never had any right to make me feel that way about myself.

11/9/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog