GlassHorizon

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Joined: November 18, 2011
Last Seen: 6 years
user id: 240154
Location: skyrim
Gender: F




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>Lynsey
>1998 bby
>probably procrastinating
>insomniac
>so probs not sleeping either
>currently studying modern studies and religious, moral & philosophical studies at Higher Level, and History and Biology at Advanced Higher
>Highers are Scottish qualifications btw
>On almost 2 years with my boo
>I looooveeeee dinosaurs they are RAD
>There's probably either a cat or a dog next to me
>I listen to a lot of Jamie T, Hozier, blink-182 and Arctic Monkeys 
>Bring Me The Horizon are my favourite tho (That's the Spirit as given me literal chills I s2g)
>I read a lot of John Green as I am a massive teen cliche
>JK Rowling is my fave author tho as Harry Potter is like life
>Watching lotsa Gotham, Pretty Little Liars, White Collar, Silent Witness etc etc
>I work in a toy shop and let me give you a little advice: DON'T BE RUDE TO SHOP ASSISSTANTS

Quotes by GlassHorizon

have you ever had a really bad day and just wanted to end it all? contemplated the different ways? killed yourself umpteen times in your mind?

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Cap off, kneeling at the back of the church, feel the water on your brow, if it's healing it hurts, at first a sharpish pain that returns as a thought, that the needle in your skin will bring you closer to god
so I watch, as your head turns full circle

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Did you really think that you could fix me?

 

 
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"Oh you wanna do a little bit of roleplay? How about you just play dead?"

 

~ Jack Whitehall
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Me & my boyfriend broke up after 4 months and honestly, I don't care that much about the fact we aren't together any more. Sure, I still like him but we weren't working as a couple anymore. What I miss is that we were best friends before we started going out and the conversations we had were brilliant and amazing and never failed to make my day. I don't miss the boyfriend/girlfriend stuff because that was secondary, I miss the initial friendship because it's gone now, in a place too awkward and hidden and quite frankly painful to think about, and there's no way we can get it back.
That's what hurts.
Well, aren't you just a
fun little lollipop

triple dipped in
pyscho?
My little brother was getting bullied and none of us could make him feel better about it. Then one of our closest friends said to him "My big brother was bullied. He was beat up and screamed at and hung by his ankles out of the Anderson's art department windows and they're eight stories high. It got better, yeah, eventually. It didn't stop, but that's not the point. The point is that now, what ten years on, he's served his country in Afghanistan, he's married and he's got a beautiful kid. Guess what? The people who bullied him? They've done none of that. At least half of them are dead because of drug overdoses and the other half are either single and working minimum wage jobs or junkies. He was good at school and he's good now. They've recieved their karma by staying the same bullying low-life scum; just now they know they are below him and they'll never be able to bully him like that again." and he managed to rise above his own bullies.
The doctor was asking me how i feel and do i feel angry or sad, you know standard questions and i was like "well yeah, most of the time but on the incident you're asking me about no i just really want to stab someone" and she looked rather taken aback.
"those brits are a strange old race. they show affection by abusing each other, will think nothing of casually stopping in the middle of a fire fight for their 'brew up' and eat food i wouldn't give to a dying dog. but fùck me i would rather have one british squaddie on side than an entire battalion of spetznaz! why? because the british are the only people in the world who, when the chips are down, and it seems like there is no hope left, instead of getting sentimental or hysterical, with strap on their pack, charge their rifle, light up a smoke and calmly and wryly grin 'well, are we going then, you wánker?'"
- an american soldier's words about the british army.