If you fucking rip my hairbow and my wig off my fucking head, my shoes, my bra, every single thing on my body, and you throw me on a piano with a microphone, I will fucking make you cry.
Via A collaborative effort.
military, shot, married, beaten, no one cares, bipolar, knocked up, depression, girl gone wild, no one fucking likes you, lesbian, gay, whore, nerd, dead, who the fuck are those two.
(Source: ohyeahnicoleyeah)
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me?
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