If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
are you satan
rest in peace ty, love you foorever and a day
R.I.P dad, i miss you and love you
I don’t know anyone who has commited suicide but Rest In Peace <3
Rip to my future self
RIP my best friend Courtney, 15, and my cousin Jarrod, 17
This need more notes and if you don’t reblog this I’m judging you big time!
Rest In Peace Brandon. I love you. I’ll forever be your QuinnyBear.
Rip adrian <3Rip Grandma
I can’t click my reblog button hard enough
It’s not just the ladies who get insecure, it’s all of us. It’s a human trait, yo.
once i had a breakdown and cried into my pillow and this happened and i feel like this is an accurate representation of my current mental state
always a constant worry