You're Not Alone

stop being unhappy with yourself. you are perfect. Stop wishing you looked like someone else or wishing people liked you as much as they like someone else. Stop trying to get attention from those who hurt you. Stop hating your body, Your face, Your personality, Your quirks. love them. without those things you wouldnt be you. & why would you want to be anyone else? be confident with who you are, smile. it'll draw people in. If anyone hates you because your happy with yourself then stick your middle finger in the air & say screw it.

I’m attracted to people I have no chance being with.

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People are gay, get over it. People have bright coloured hair, get over it. People don’t believe in religion, get over it. People have stretched ears and tattoos, get over it. People will look and dress differently from you, get over it.

youjustinspiredme:

KATY PERRYS REAL TUMBLR
SELENA GOMEZ’S REAL TUMBLR

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The person I reblogged this from is beautiful.

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KATY PERRYS REAL TUMBLR OMG
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this is my brother two years ago. we were at the park, just me and him, and he turned to me and said “kayla, don’t you ever wish there were no bad people in the world?” i thought it to be a funny thing for a 5 year old to say, but shrugged it off. last year, he didnt come home from school, we thought that being only in grade prep, he might’ve decided to go home with his bestfriend without telling us, but he didn’t.  the school confirmed they saw him get on his school bus after the bell rang. but thats all we knew, the bus driver said that he had gotten off a stop early, my mother was frantically searching the neighbourhood for him. we never found him. it’s been two years and we’re still looking for him, he was such a beautiful boy, and i cant help but think the worst. he could be anywhere in the world by now, so please, reblog this, no matter where you’re from, you could save a life. xx

if you dont reblog this i have no respect for you. help save a child’s life.

this literally breaks my heart

I say I’m not pretty. Not because I’m looking for attention or compliments, but because that’s truly how I feel. I don’t believe that I am pretty because I can see everything you don’t. I see how my stomach looks when I’m standing in my bra. I see the face under the make up. I see every little flaw about myself, even if you can’t. I say I’m not pretty because I’d be lying if I said I was.

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depression-problem:

That is because I never am good enough.
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