{This User Developed PTSD From Their Father’s Abusive Tendencies}

Galaxy sternum piece / custom tattoo design for Jasmine

Friend: Hey, I need someone to talk to

Me: *pulls gun out of mouth* what is it what's wrong?????

Me trying to get my life together

you’re evil

‪The Devil: tell me again what it's called when ice pellets fall from the sky?‬

Imp: *beleagured sigh* hail, Satan.‬

The Devil: *giggling*‬

My body is a diary locked shut, A daughter’s fuzzy journal wrapped In chains and secured with a padlock. Crack me open and find dark corners And cobwebs so long devoid of life, Even the spiders have gone in search of something fresh. Classified secrets tucked inside my pelvis, They wrote their secrets on my bones And poured their confessions down my throat. Pages stick together with their sweat And semen, I am the skeleton in their closet, My bones engraved with their sickness.

Dear Diary, Jordan Dell (via unbreakchild)

me: knock knock

person: whos there ?

me: its me,,, i want attention 

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George Harrison, MBE, born February 25th 1943, was an English guitarist, singer, songwriter, and music and film producer who achieved international fame as the lead guitarist of the Beatles. Often referred to as the quiet Beatle.  

“It’s being here now that’s important. There’s no past and there’s no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can’t relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one.”