WARNING: You do not want to be here.

This is not the end.

I’m a smart-ass. And there’s nothing i love more than making ridicule of retards. Excuse me, i mean, mentally instable people. Nothing’s funnier than a person who calls me a term that’s supposed to degrade my knowledge. Tell me now, am i really stupid? Think twice before you insult me. 

kathartic:

mywordsandthoughts:(via m-boogie)

6th Grade summer I had my heart broken.

7th Grade summer I had my heart broken, fixed, then broken again.

8th Grade summer….

Is it my fault I can’t speak? 

Or that my body becomes weak? 

Or that I could hardly move, 

at the very thought of you?