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teenagey: in love
vans-supreme: This describes teenagers everywhere. You put up with so much throughout the day and as soon as that door closes you just break down.
cutting-is-the-only-way: danceintherain614: worthless-sadness: messed-up-teenage-girl: i’m crying my poor baby has to fake a smile once again fuck this breaks my heart I’ve been waiting for this to be in b&w all my life. Demi my angel.. This literally made me start crying… Cuz that’s me, every single day, every hour, ever minute, every second.. Sometimes I wonder why can’t I just be happy, for REAL for once in my life, just for once.. that last little laugh kills me…

i hate distance and time zones and age differences and people who make me feel things

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Wilder was initially hesitant, but finally accepted the role under one condition: When I make my first entrance, I’d like to come out of the door carrying a cane and then walk toward the crowd with a limp. After the crowd sees Willy Wonka is a cripple, they all whisper to themselves and then become deathly quiet. As I walk toward them, my cane sinks into one of the cobblestones I’m walking on and stands straight up, by itself… but I keep on walking, until I realize that I no longer have my cane. I start to fall forward, and just before I hit the ground, I do a beautiful forward somersault and bounce back up, to great applause. When Stuart asked why, Wilder replied, “because from that time on, no one will know if I’m lying or telling the truth.”

I just want to write myself a world and go live in it 

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