lonely–nobody:

it’s quite sad that my teenage years were spent hating myself and being sad 

fagromantic:

what’s a god to my chemical romance

virgoassbitch:

Every single time I was terrified of what was to come and didn’t understand how I would get through it, I did. Every single time I felt like my world was ending and that I couldn’t make something happen, I still did. Even when I felt terrified, lost, overwhelmed, unsure, insecure, and unworthy, I still pulled myself through. And looking back on all of it, everything always made sense after. And everything always worked out for my greater good. And everything led me to the next stage of who I was. I have to remember all of that in this moment where I’m feeling insecure and vulnerable. I have to remember how many times I felt that way before and how many times I pushed through. I have to find the strength to love and accept myself for who I am at this stage too.