I wish I could blame the drugs.
I wish I was on crack or heroin or meth. I wish that was the cause of the scars on my arms or the bruises on my legs. I wish that was the reason I quit going to school. I wish my problem was something tangible, something I could hold in my hand, something I could force you to see.
I wish the problem wasn’t me.
(via heartshapedbones)
if you are pretty and have been in a relationship with someone before, then you will not be forever alone now plz shut up because us ugly people who will actually be lonely and virginy until we die are getting annoyed thank u












