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crazy how i find myself thinking i've got a handle on it all finally and then i see the ways that other people tangle their lives together so easily and live so easily together with their friends and i feel like that girl at the top of the stairs painting by norman rockwell

as per my last straw,

what they don’t tell you is that it lives inside you until you let it out

I’ve got that neglected dog stare

ever since i was a little girl i knew i won’t be participating

huge fan of reading and learning, but also an even bigger fan of sleeping and being unconscious.

u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then