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He deleted me
Off his friends list, at least he’s
been thinking of me…

Take a lovers nap,
shut your little trap.
It’s a pleasure cruise
when you’re born to lose.
And if I told you so,
would you act like you know?

And at the driving range,
you shouted “fire away”.
I started feeling strange
thought of taking my life
And then I told you so
I fucking told you so

(via didyoueatallthisacid)


if anyone ever asks me what tumblr is i’m gonna show them this video and just walk away

(via eliza-butt)

Nothing starts off the day like crying at six in the morning.

My plans to be completely moved out again by summer probably won’t happen, I can’t even leave the house without my dad asking “are you sure you want to go? You don’t have to. It’s okay. You’re okay?”
I don’t need to be coddled or have people walking on eggshells around me. I’m fucking crazy, and it’s not something new, it’s a chemical imbalance I’ve dealt with for 19 years. But if I can’t even leave the house in the morning to go to my university without being checked up on or not feeling right or like someone thinking I’m going to kill myself, how the fuck am I going to get past this? I am just not in a good place right now, but the one thing I understand about this is the world isn’t stopping. It’s not waiting for me to catch up and it doesn’t care that I doubt its legitimacy. It keeps going and things will happen and time will progress. But if I’m stuck here, anchored down by others fears that I’m going to hurt myself if I try to live, then what is the point?
I’ve never been fragile and I don’t need to start now.