everyone wants to be loved.

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ghostlyteen:

i always wonder why no one likes me and then i remember i dont even like me

(via ohshititsgabi)

hannahcompton:

urbanreading:

Being haunted by desire of authenticity I take stealthy photos sometimes. I am interested to know how people read when they think nobody’s looking. The world surely does not exist for them at that moment.


Oh, I love this. I really, really do. Also, I end up curled in a ball, if I’m not sitting awkwardly like this. Yes. Real people do exist.
vehxt:

temporary-frame-of-mind:

The stationWhere I told youI love you

this is so beautiful