i'm an awkward, antisocial teenage girl. my name's Jane. i have social anxiety and i self harm, so i understand how you feel. if you ever need to talk, i'm always here. i'll help in any way that i can through my ask box and kik at never_regret_ i write depressing poems about love and heartbreak. almost all are about my life. i often fangirl about Taylor Swift, Hunter Hayes, Sherlock, and Sweeran. *DISCLAIMER*i do not encourage or promote eating disorders, self harm, and/or suicide. This blog is just a way to get my thoughts out so that i don't explode.

 

becomingkarebear:

oluthegreat:

People with “American” or European names don’t feel me when I tell then this is a thing. It’s tough because I love my name so much and it means a lot that my grandmother who I never got to meet named me. I try hard to go by my full name in honor of her. But I’m going to have to change my name so I can get a job.

This is sad.

(Source: sizvideos)

breakburnandends:

okay…let’s be real here…will ANY tour beat the Speak Now tour…………………….

okoenig:

do you ever get those pangs of anxiety where you feel like nobody likes you and nobody will ever like you and you will achieve nothing

tikken:

nihileigh:

When we live in a world where you can access free content of naked consenting women in less than 5 seconds, why are people still invading the privacy of non-consenting women for nudes?

Hint: It has something to do with people feeling entitled to making any woman their personal porn, even if it violates or humiliates her in the process.

’*ESPECIALLY if it violates or humiliates her in the process.’, imo.

befriendment:

boys= nasty and dress bad

me= somehow still likes boys and is disappointed in myself and thinks i should do better