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    Hi my name is Maddie. I am 15. I like all kinds of music, especially All Time Low, One Direction, Sleeping with Sirens,etc. I like to read and sing like a dieing whale.
    "Always wear your invisible crown."

    • Me: WHEN I WAS
    • Dad: what
    • Me: A YOUNG BOY
    • Dad: oh God
    • Me: MY FATHER
    • Dad: not again
    • Me: TOOK ME INTO THE CITY
    • Dad: no I didn't
    • Me: TO SEE A MARCHING BAND
    • Dad: you're not even a boy

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    "No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse."
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via vacants)

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    110/365 A public service announcement from me to the entire world: Just because I am a young female I am not unworthy of respect, my feelings are not invalidated because you decided they’re “not important” and I do not appreciate being patronized.
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    lets-get-drunk-and-gamble: scarred-mistake: beanpunk-rockerbath: This is 19 year old Marie Fowler. Her cancer just returned, and has been declared terminal. She’s already in Hospice Care. Her final wish is to meet Kellin Quinn from Sleeping With Sirens. Please, make it happen. Spread the word. This girl deserves it. SIGNAL BOOST. The small amount of notes on this post worries me.  SIGNAL BOOST. LET’S MAKE THIS HAPPEN.
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    youre-killing-me-love: Depression / Self Harm / Suicide / Advice blog
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    holdonimhereforyou: I have no idea how I got 6k WTF is this
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    redlips-curvyhips: come on guys, please reblog as much as possible. i understand some of you may think its selfish and whatnot, but when it comes down to it, youre contributing to saving a life, and i just need some help reblogging, thank you all so much.
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    redlips-curvyhips: come on guys, please reblog as much as possible. i understand some of you may think its selfish and whatnot, but when it comes down to it, youre contributing to saving a life, and i just need some help reblogging, thank you all so much.
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    beben-eleben: There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence. On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad! Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased. It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father. Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper. Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. “You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.” The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak. “When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”