I Genuinely Can't Tell If I'm Pretty Or Not

I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive I want to be loved more than I want to be alive

do you guys also ruin every good thing in your life or is that just me

my tumblr is my private secret account

Thinking of jerking someone off. Telling him how precious and handsome he is in between neck kisses.

Sleepy eyes and a heart full of love.

"you're so funny" - thanks man can’t wait to stare at the ceiling tonight.

My bpd symptoms aren't that bad if I don't care about anything, or let anyone get close to me, or leave my house or

ugh (with want)

i will never be loved like that again