"I have so much of you in my heart."

John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne.

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Happy birthday to the most beautiful mermaid, Amy Winehouse. I miss you every day. 

Anonymous asked:
Why are you so wonderful? -Much Love

I’m not. I deserve to be spat on.

Anonymous asked:
Don't shut people out. Don't neglect people who care about you. Your blog seems to say that no one likes you and no one cares, which isn't true.

I want him back. That is all I care about.

"In some instances it’s better to die than to continue."

Jenny Holzer.

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Q. How much crying will put me into a coma? 
Q. How many days do I need to stop eating before I die?

No one will ever want me, I need videos for the words I can’t pronounce. I’ll never be more alone than now. Take my life before I do something stupid. 

Over the last month I have ignored almost every message received on Facebook. No regrets.

Maybe one day soon I’ll no longer be here.

Someone treat me as though I exist.

"Your absence fucks me up harder than your presence ever could."

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do you ever get those pangs of anxiety where you feel like nobody likes you and nobody will ever like you and you will achieve nothing


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Mum’s friend (+ daughter and 6yo son) are here for dinner and I plan to stay locked in my room until they leave. I’ll be out of contact until I feel like talking to anyone. I’m so glad I have an antisocial cat.

It’s Amy Winehouse’s birthday on Sunday and I really want a new tattoo.