Aloha, o lilo au ❂☯
Hayley. 17. Devon, England. My mum is my best friend, and I can tell her absolutely anything. I miss my dad so much, but I rarely admit it or talk about it. I tend to keep my emotions in, until I have a huge outburst that I can't control. I'm depressed, and I'm brilliant at hiding it. I'm trying to let go of myself - no more hate, no more anger, no more regrets. I can't really tell you much more about who I am, because I don't really know anymore. I'm an absolute mess though. I can give you that much.
ka-ty:

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So there i was just scrolling through someones tumblr, and i came across this and i just stopped. It caught my attention for a long time. I noticed every piece breaking, in slow motion so clearly and the one thing that came to my mind was that moment when your heart breaks. When you can feel it drop and break into little pieces when you hear something that you wish wasn’t true, the truth that you have made yourself not believe, read something you wish hadn’t, or seen something you wish you hadn’t.
look how cute we are
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j4ke:

the notes man wow

the bruvmance wow
my new boardddddddd