Pleased To Meet You, This Is My Mind.

itsin-myimagination:

if i could kill myself without it hurting anyone i love, i would right now. no questions asked.

phasma-rosea:

people like me can’t be “fine” while we’re alive

so when you ask and we say we’re “fine” 

it’s a lie

and why don’t we say anything else?

because then we’d have to explain

but it’s hard to explain why we’re not “fine”

and then you’d try to make us “fine”

but people like me can’t be “fine” while we’re alive

Why am I so fucking shit at everything. I can’t do anything constructive, I have no talent and I lack all motivation. The worst part is that I know how important certain things are to do like revision for exams yet I just don’t do it. I fucking hate myself for it!

svau:

You don’t know how much someone is worth to you

until you sell them

(via suchanerd)

exploringthismoment:

So I’ve just gotten to the point where I assume no one’s flirting with me and I’m comfortable there until people tell me that someone’s words were a flirtation and then I agonize over whether or not it was.