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Everything seems to be exhausting me, no matter how much sleep or how much coffee I drink or how long I lie down, something inside me seems to have given up. My soul is tired.
Unknown  (via splitterherzen)

This is so true

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caketobake:

I’m serving up sleep deprived and emotionally unstable realness 

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please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay. please be gay.

-sacred chant of the homosexual  (via offwithurhead)

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whoredinarygirl:

when my mom was pregnant with me my sister decided she didn’t want another sibling so one day she took my brother’s toy cars and lined them by my mom’s room’s doorway and tried making my mom fall on her stomach
my sister tried killing me in the womb

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