I think about dying but I dont want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. Thereβs so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. Iβm still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I canβt quite figure out what the hell Iβm doing or how to get out of it.
Matty Healy (via honeymoonswift)










