I'm Leann, recently graduated from college with a B.S. in Criminal Justice but I'm currently stuck working at wawa. hmm...idk what else, and idk how to really work this so yeaa

 

kleemoney:

in past relationships I spent a lot of time building people up, and making sure that they knew how important they were to me, and how much they meant to me, and how every little thing about them - every quirk, scar, flaw, insecurity - made all the difference to me. 

but no one really took the time out to do the same for me

so I guess I just stopped caring all together,

and I stopped expecting people to return the favor.

I used to think I was tough, but then I realized I wasn’t. I was fragile and I wore thick fucking armor. And I hurt people so they couldn’t hurt me. And I thought that was what being tough was, but it isn’t.

James Frey (via c-oquetry)

(Source: mortemsomnia)

pervypriest:

unbrokenelounor:

This definitely deserves a reblog, no matter what kind of blog you have.

I didn’t have the heart not to reblog. 

Never Forget 9/11

It’s quite interesting when you like someone, you start to notice that everything about them seems more attractive when it seems normal to everyone else. Their smile seems so much brighter. The sound of their voice is more soothing. Their goofy laugh sounds much cuter. Every little thing about them just reels you in. It’s like their imperfections don’t seem bad at all. It’s funny how our view of someone depends on how we feel about them.

(Source: jaizoy)