I’m so sick of everything. I’m even sick of myself. I’m going to bed forever.
It’s just so much easier to pretend everything is fine, than to speak up and deal with the outcome.
We’re stronger in the places that we’ve been broken.– Ernest Hemingway (via psychedelic-tea)
harrystears: i’m like 97% sure i’d be the best girlfriend ever but no one will ever know
i just want a cute boy that lets me listen to his music and wear his clothes and fall asleep on his chest i have earned this shit by now where is my cute boy
icwok: changing themes is such a traumatic experience
rlymax: it should rain hash browns
As I mature I realize that I talk to myself more, I correct my own mistakes, I...– (via iamdante)
huggs-boson: Ask me things please?