February 2012
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I just got home and I have been shirking so many responsibilities and I am
let’s not get into it now, I suppose I shall just take a quick shower and go to bed. my ribs hurt and my lungs hurt and I would so much like to just not go to school tomorrow
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i have a craving for coffee thank god I’m going to my moms in a bit. sushi had kittens.
hiptoyourjive:
Everyone wants to kiss sad boys but no one wants to kiss sad girls
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watching jackie brown
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anyway I cant sleep, I dont want to dream or wake up ugh
I smell like paint and I feel dead and I need to not go on the computer for an entire day and I need to not think horrible things about people for an entire month and I need to not think anything bad about myself for at least 30 minutes and I need to sleep properly right now
lungsattachedbywires:
“Buckled knees and whispering trees. Give me poems and a fistful of the sea.”
“When you stand in front of me and look at me, what do you know of the griefs...”
– Franz Kafka (via vashti)
can't sleep, so painting
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I still really wonder why you were so sad that night. “Maybe he realized he still has feelings for you.”
why do people keep saying that. if it was true, everything would be different; wouldn’t it?
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I’ve been completely alone all day long. I haven’t talked to anybody, and all my text messeges didn’t get answered.
