My name is Jammie, I'm 19, and this is where I dump all of my darker thoughts.

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br0stache-cha0s-bitch:

You’re the love of my life. And that makes me really sad. Because I know no matter what I do or say, you won’t come back. And that fucking terrifies me more than anything in this world.

br0stache-cha0s-bitch:

I’m so fucking scared that I will never know what your hugs are again. That I will never experience a forehead kiss from you ever again. That you will give some other girl my forehead kisses. My hugs, my kisses, my “silly girl” jokes, my weird nicknames, my inside jokes, my cuddles, my everything. That you are going to give another girl what we shared and what I treasure so much.

so-personal:

everything personal♡

youaintnofamily:

Lying in my bed feeling empty has become a habit

(via youaintnofamily)

I’m so sick of being ignored. It’s so juvenille.

so-personal:

everything personal♡
so-personal:

everything personal♡
"The feeling of loving her and being loved by her welled up in him, and he could taste the adrenaline in the back of his throat, and maybe it wasn’t over, and maybe he could feel her hand in his again and hear her loud, brash voice contort itself into a whisper to say I-love-you as if it were a secret, and an immense one."
John Green (via childoflust)

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"If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets."
Haruki Murakami (via stxxz)

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