October 2011
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Ah coffee. The sweet balm by which we shall accomplish today’s tasks.
– Holly Black, Ironside
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I just feel like a waste of space all the time. Like I wouldn’t be trully missed if I was just gone.
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esurient:
she used to look in the mirror and cry
looking back at her was a girl twice her size
distorted, self perceptive view through her eyes
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I hate when I say “I am fat.” or ”I am ugly” and my friends argue with me and tell me “No you’re so skinny”, “You’re so pretty.” Fucking liars. And why do they insist on bringing other people into the mix trying to convince me. It doesnt make me feel better, I feel attacked. I’m not going to see what you see. And dont fucking...
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Oh, there’s an empty place in my bones, that calls out for something unkown.
– Jack Skellington, The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993)
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Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to...
– Susanna Kaysen (via s-e-l-f-destruction)
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