February 2012
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I can’t even pull it together for my mother visiting. This is me, not having it together.
But my favorite person didn’t get into UF.
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I woke up and I wrote twelve pages of a story and that’s how I know that I’m still crazy.
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I just really wish that I had someone to talk to who knew what this was like because I don’t know how to deal with it. I want to go to class, okay? I know that I have to do it. I set my alarm every morning with the intention of going, but every morning, I turn it off and settle in for another day of misery. I don’t know how to stop that, okay? I don’t know how to do anything...
“Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you?...”
– Cassandra Clare (via kari-shma)
“Others imply that they know what it is like to be depressed because they have...”
– Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness (via psychotherapy)
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vervacious replied to your post: Backless dresses and months of restless dreaming,…
god your poetry is amazing. it always did put mine to shame.
You’re so ridiculous. I’m pretty sure I still have at least two of yours saved to my computer. Thank you though<3
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Text from my mom:
:-):-):-)B-)
stupidkorean:
Sad to say, I no longer know you anymore therefore I no longer love you.
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“I didn’t know what hate felt like, not the hate that comes after love. It’s huge...”
– Jeanette Winterson (via onmw)
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Backless dresses and months of restless dreaming, scheming, lying times. We acted like grown ups over coffee cups until I spilled at the seams and proved it all lies; grabbing onto your shirt and dragging behind. I was young when I loved you, I guess I do, still. There are lovesick entries signed with my name in all of the notebooks I find. I’m not sorry I claimed you in front...
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goodframesdontsavebadpaintings asked: May I ask why your doctors think that?
