I’m buying my friend a tattoo gun n everything bc she wants to be a tattoo artist but her parents won’t let her so I’m getting it and letting her practice on me (and various other things) so she can get into school for it aw I love helping the community

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I was sixteen, laying on my bedroom floor, choking on your goodbye and cigarette smoke with the 98 degree weather burning tears into my cheeks, screaming for my mother because I figured this was it, I was going to die without you because if I couldn’t wake up and see you sleepily mumbling my name into my hair I didn’t want to wake up at all.
I was seventeen, shaky breath, shaky knees, tired lungs and wet hair but I wasn’t drowning like last summer I thought I couldn’t live without you but you were nothing more than a good morning text and someone to pass out next to  (via extrasad)

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Russia, 1991 towards the end of the USSR.