pain. pain. pain. pain. pain. 

And it will never be the same as it was. Never.

I wanted to kill myself just to see your face again. In heaven.
But then I knew you wouldn’t want me to do that.
I try my best to move on.
But I can’t when I know that I won’t hear your voice anymore. 

Guys, tumblr isn't a competition of who has more followers. it really isn’t.
Those promoting things sucks.  

Winter, please don’t go..

Giving your umbrella on the rainy day to someone is equal to giving everything you have. 

I hate my body. I hate every single part of it. Every fucking part.

Why those who hates to live lives?
And those who loves to live, dies?

Somebody knows good snow/winter/white blogs? 
Somehow I want this cold feeling..more on my dash.