What makes you happy?
What makes you smile from day to day, and what do you appreciate in this life you live? I’d really like to know.
Do you have a dream that keeps you going?
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KaraDawlish
Seventeen. Poughkeepsie New York. I'm in love with Harry Potter. I like swimming in strange bodies of water, and to travel and explore. I have a lot of feelings and a habit of writing them down. Sometimes I go to concerts. Facebook. Twitter. Youtube. Archive. Jams. Friends. Me.
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~ Sunday, March 18 ~
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~ Wednesday, December 7 ~
People baffle me entirely, close to the point of disgust. Liking photos of self harm. Reblogging like it’s any other stupid hipsters photography. Like it’s pretty. Nothing more than a new hairstyle someone wanted to share with the world. Fuck you. How about reaching out to them? Seeing if they’re okay? Trying to get them to stop. All those notes, and not a word was said to the person. Guess there’s nothing to be done if you all think that’s an activity that’s splendid fun. I don’t care who you are or how much you think you hate yourself, someone else wouldn’t be happy to know that you’re doing that, that you’re feeling of self worth it that low. It might be okay with you, but it’s not okay with me. Someone cares. If you wouldn’t watch someone do that to anyone else, why is it okay to do it to themselves? This is something I’m willing to make a big deal out of, even if nobody else cares.
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