“He is not the only boy you will ever love, this has only hit you so hard because you have never felt it before, it doesn’t matter that he likes the same music you do and that his hands are the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. He will hate you for writing about him like he put the stars in the sky, he will hate you for reasons that neither of you understand, but four years later he will love you. Four years later, it will be too late and he cannot keep the girl who ran out of breath just trying to catch him. There will be others.
fun game to play at family events: “how drunk can i get without anyone noticing”
i hate how sometimes i have to say “my stomach hurts” or “my head hurts” when someone asks me to do something that i can’t do instead of being honest and saying “i have no energy” or “i’m really upset and i can’t bring myself to perform simple tasks” or “im emotionally exhausted” because physical pain is taken more seriously than mental pain, even though sometimes mental pain is ten times as bad
You appreciate that butterfly on your head you little bitch, vintage white girl bloggers would kill for a picture like that
(Source: weltschmerz, via ecooli)
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