dont have a theme for this i'm random.
not main stream, or even pretty, so if you've come to reblog 'indie' and beautiful girls, click away now.
don't let the bastards get you down.
live like you'll die tomorrow dream like you'll live forever.
It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish you could have all the bad stuff back, so you can have the good. //
