My name is JD, I'm live in Newcastle, I am 18 years old. This is my blog, it's all about illustration and design work. I hope you enjoy it.
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if even of you checked my vocal cover of asking alexandria's breathless I would be so happy, I won't waste your time I promise.

Anonymous asked: What do you do when you're not sure who you like anymore

you leave both those people alone until you know, because no one should have to be the loser in that situation.

I got called oli sykes today, I do not see the resemblance.
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Tell me what you think about me!

reasons I will never be tumblr famous.

I do not have a nikon I can take high res pictures with
I do not treat my followers like they’re dirt
I’m not mean enough
I’m not good looking enough
I have tattoos but not enough
I don’t live on here
I don’t have boobs to get out every tuesday, scrap that whenever I want some new followers
I don’t have tumblr famous friends to promote me every other second
my blog ACTUALLY is what I like not just popular pictures
did i mention I’m not hot enough? 

You’re a teenager.

I get you’re hurting, you’re confused, you’ve trusted the wrong people. You’ve been hurt, maybe abused. Your heart is cold, and rock solid, because the only love you’ve known has blown up in your face. Your parents don’t get you, in fact, no one gets you. You walk around with a fake smile on your face, because being sad is far too easy. You want to scream I’m not okay, but you don’t even have the strength to whisper it. You doubt yourself, you doubt people, in fact the only thing left inside you is doubt. You doubt you’re worth anything, that anyone could really love you. You’ve thought about, or attempted suicide. You think the world would be better without you. You have mental, or physical scars. You think you’re ugly, you think that you’re fat, you think you’re too skinny, you think your body shape is wrong. Your emotions control you, and take the better of you. You’re always sad. The boy/girl you like, likes another person. You wish you were them. You always mess up, you feel like the worse person in the world. You struggle to get up in the morning, 90% of the time you don’t want to continue on.

Let me tell you, you are perfect, it’s okay to be sad, it’s okay to not be okay. We all get sad, we all think we’re not perfect. I know you, because you’re human, you’re not different from anyone else. You deserve the world, I can see your trying, I can see the hurt in your eyes, but I can also see the beauty, the girl/boy who fights everyday to be better, to make people happy. The person who says they’re no good, but everyone loves. Your friends don’t understand you, here’s the thing, they do, they’re just probably going through the same thing and don’t know what to do either. Life doesn’t come with a “how to live book” and it’s not always what you expect it to be, but let me tell you it’s okay, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you, you are perfect, your imperfections are perfect. I’m here to tell you to be easier on yourself, and that no matter what this world says you are beautiful. You’re young, the right person will ride into your life, and he’ll/she’ll be exactly what you need. We all trip up, but make sure you get up. Keep going beautiful, this life goes fast, and it’s hard to keep up, but it’s worth it in the end. 

getting this tattooed on me tomorrow tell me what you think?
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