jackieramz

I don’t know. I just feel stuck, like I’m afraid to take any steps in case they’re the wrong ones.

I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out. You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness. You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else.

i never really liked

How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.