I'm not perfect.
I make mistakes.
I hurt people,
but when I say sorry,
I mean it
I'm no one special. A 18 years old girl from a little town in Germany.
I reblogg how I feel and I don't care what anyone think about that. I prefer to put others first before myself because I love my friends and I hate myself.
Do you ever get in those moods when everything annoys you and you’re just so irritated and nervous but you have no clue why, and you just want to punch a hole in the wall and then break down in tears?
- Prinz Pi (via fassadenmensch)