People wonder why I was in therapy, why I was in bergen regional, why I cut, why I want to kill myself.
Not only did I have a shitty boyfriend, but look at what my friends put me through?
-Leonardo da Vinci (via dissapolnted)
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Signal boosting in case anyone needed to know this.
This is informative as heck. Show this to everyone!
This is actually some great info! Why can’t they teach this kind of thing in school??
Anytime someone says they’re not okay with the Plan B pill I want to show them this.
but we’re not even together.
The history between us started almost a year ago.
One year. One fucking year of being friends with benefits, and we aren’t even together.
That’s the longest I’ve been with someone without actually being with them.
I mean, the last relationship I was in lasted for a year and nine months, but we were legitimately together: boyfriend and girlfriend.
I’ve been committed to this boy for almost a year, and I don’t even mean committed as in the relationship way. We don’t have the boyfriend/girlfriend title. I mean emotionally.
I fell for this boy last year, but things got messy and I got over it.
In October, I fell for him all over again, and I’ve never felt so strongly about someone before as I do about him.
I love him. I love his personality, and his appearance. I love the little phrases that he always uses like, “what had happened was…” I love his mixtape and the fact that he has so much talent that he isn’t afraid to show to the world, and I’ll admit, I’m probably his biggest fan and supporter. I love his mannerisms, and how I’m picking up on the ways that he acts, and I catch myself unexpectedly doing the same things as he does. I love his voice, and the way he tells me that he cares about me. I love how he feels so comfortable with me that he isn’t embarrassed about anything. I love that he trusts me and he could talk to me for hours about pointless shit and not get bored, and I do the same with him. I love his kisses, and his hugs. I love the way he knows when something’s wrong or when I’m upset; he knows me better than I know myself.
I just love everything about him.
This has to be one of my favorite post on tumblr.
wow this is so clever
Miley Cyrus By Mario Testino For Vogue Germany March 2014
I scrolled by this quickly and thought it was Marilyn.
holy, I thought this was Marilyn too :o