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I'm a 14 years old girl from Bulgaria. I love football, 5SOS, One Direction <3

marihuaha:

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sintire:

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💸💖✨insta: 420caroline ✨💖💸
mukenope:

THE 5SOS LUKE HEMMINGS EXPERIENCE
When you see it, REBLOG IT.

Depression Hotline:  1-630-482-9696
Suicide Hotline:  1-800-784-8433
LifeLine:  1-800-273-8255
Trevor Project:  1-866-488-7386
Sexuality Support:  1-800-246-7743
Eating Disorders Hotline:  1-847-831-3438
Rape and Sexual Assault:  1-800-656-4673
Grief Support:  1-650-321-5272
Runaway:  1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
Exhale:  After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253
If you ever want to talk:  My Tumblr ask is always open.
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only-bulgarian-things:

Mine.

Barcelona is my l i f e, they have brought me to where I am today. I could not leave, I don’t want to leave. My heart stays with Barcelona. - Lionel Messi

Lionel Messi’s 400th goal in 525 games for Barcelona.
rare-insights:

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werelivinganightmare:

vanillafaces:

The story behind it (again): This is a picture of my arm and my sister’s. She’s the one with the tattoo I’m the one with the scars. I’ve been in a mental hospital for over a year because of selfharm, suicidal thoughts &amp; a depression. Me and my sister always had a really close band. We only had each other but everything changed when I was hospitalised; she was alone and she couldn’t cope with the fact that I was unhappy. She kept blaming herself and tried everything to make me better. She always had to cry when I needed to go back to the hospital. She cried while calling ambulances for me and when she saw my not responding on the bathroom floor. But things got better, because of the hospital but because of her too. I had a reason to live, to exist. I realised I needed to get better because of her. She always told me it was me &amp; her against the world. And believe me we were and we still are. So when I got better I still had all those marks on my arm, it made me sad ofcourse it reminded me of my lows and my demons. My sister saw how it affected my recovery and without I knew any of it she tattooed my birthday on her wrist. I kept asking her why why why. Her answer: ‘You don’t have your own arms anymore so you can have mine’ This picture shows how she pulls me up every time.

oh my god. this is beautiful

‘You don’t have your own arms anymore so you can have mine’

♡☪♡