I don't know how I missed the signs. I must have passed by them a hundred times.
if you were a tag i would track you
Plot twist: Tumblr.com is an unused domain. You log onto a blank page every day. The people you follow are all personalities in your split mind. Their ramblings on your dash are ramblings in your head. As you follow more people, your personality fractures into more shards. You are on a downward spiral into self-conversing insanity and not even you know it.
I’m that person everyone replaces after a while.
I hate how a majority believe that when a girl’s silent she’s
she’s just picturing porn in her head