feral-ballad:

I felt I was becoming less present every day.

Jeanette Winterson, from Written on the Body

solmakbu:

etherea1ity:

sylkana:

i was having a decent day until i got home and realized how insignificant i am. like nothing i say or do truly holds any weight or means anything to anyone. i could not exist and the world would go on juuust fine and nothing and no one would ever suffer for it

lovelyasteraceae:

i would like to stop making realizations about my childhood now. i think i’ve learned enough, thanks.

lanaknowsitried0:

bpdpotato:

Being ugly actually ruins your whole mood, I can’t even sit in peace without thinking about how disgusting I actually look.

thereaderblues:

sometimes i feel a true, deep connection with my friends, and then they say something that makes me remember that they, unlike me, have a great relationship with their parents, and it feels like a slap in the face

brainmushblog:

Me: H-

My mom: YOU THINK YOU HAVE IT BAD??????????? WHAT ABOUT *lists 100 problems that have nothing to do with me or my situation*