Beautifique

The most beautiful view is the one I share with you

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White eyeliner on the waterline makes your eyes look brighter, whiter, bigger, and makes you look more awake.

Makeup Tip#1

By Michelle Phan

  • 30th November
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“She won’t call you, you have to call her. She won’t come talk to you, you should go talk to her. She’s not going to let you act stupid and pretend she likes it. You should just be around her. When you’re with a group of friends, she isn’t going to run into your arms no matter how much she wants to. You need to come up behind her and wrap your arms around her, and let her friends get jealous. She loves you more than you can imagine, no matter how much she doesn’t show it. But you boy, you need to show her how much you love her. So she isn’t afraid to show it back.”

(Source: heartnothate, via distantmelodyxo)

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This picture makes me cry so much. What about the person that has to find your body, surrounded by blood?What about the terror and pain that they’ll have to remember for the rest of their lives?What about them having to feel guilty for being “too late” every day of their lives?What about them holding your body and screaming in agony as they can’t even get the strength to leave you to get a phone to call for help?What about the depression that you’ll leave them in?What about them having to walk away, their clothes soaked in your blood and their tears?What about them yelling at your paralytic body “Please live! I love you! I need you! Please.”?What about all the tears you’ll cause people that you aren’t even aware of? What the fuck about them? Life is so fragile, and we fight for it every day —even against our own hands.When you kill yourself, you’re also becoming a muderer.You’re killing pieces of the people who love you.You’re tearing holes into their hearts that can’t even seal with time. So what about them?

This picture makes me cry so much.

What about the person that has to find your body, surrounded by blood?
What about the terror and pain that they’ll have to remember for the rest of their lives?
What about them having to feel guilty for being “too late” every day of their lives?
What about them holding your body and screaming in agony as they can’t even get the strength to leave you to get a phone to call for help?
What about the depression that you’ll leave them in?
What about them having to walk away, their clothes soaked in your blood and their tears?
What about them yelling at your paralytic body “Please live! I love you! I need you! Please.”?
What about all the tears you’ll cause people that you aren’t even aware of?

What the fuck about them?

Life is so fragile, and we fight for it every day —even against our own hands.
When you kill yourself, you’re also becoming a muderer.
You’re killing pieces of the people who love you.
You’re tearing holes into their hearts that can’t even seal with time.

So what about them?

(Source: timeaftertimeoutofmymind, via underthestarrrrs)

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