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You will never know when you are halfway through your life.
Shouldn't I be happy
I leave to go out of the country for the time on Saturday. Costa Rica is my destination. But since I have made the plans to go in the first week of November I have not felt one ounce of excitement. Why? Well since January 31 there has not been a single living soul on this earth that I truly love and who truly loves me back. So I know that when I return to the states no one will care, no one will be waiting on me, and no one will be missing me while I am gone.
“Come sleep with me: We won’t make Love,Love will make us.”
— Julio Cortázar (via coral)
And now I’m runnin’ out of ways to numb the pain.
Wow isn't it just great when the weather changes so now seasonal depression is on top of your regular depression!
Wow I'm just a true real sad girl huh?
“I can only connect deeply or not at all.”
— Anaïs Nin, Fire (via wethinkwedream)
“And I, I love you painfully,”
— Renée Vivien, tr. by Jeanette H. Foster, from “A Woman Appeared To Me,”
every year after you turn 17 you get further away from being the age of the dancing queen and that’s my least favorite thing about growing up
Do you ever just shave your legs and now they silky smooth but no one is there to appreciatively rub them?
hipster blog
I don’t want a sugar daddy but maybe like a sugar buddy.
I just hit him up like “Hey how are you today?”
and he replies “Doing great thanks for asking here’s $7,000.”
not dating me? sad. tragic. for you at least
Y I do this to myself
Sooooo is it just me or do we so things that we know will hurt us but do it anyway like for example look up the ex of this guy I'm talking to and to find out she seriously looks like a Victoria secret model modeling for swimsuits. Like okay I'm gonna be out of contact for 2 days so I can cry myself a river to drown in. Thanks. K. Bye.
It's all just falling apart and so am I
I honestly just want to scream until my vocal cords turn into ash
I feel myself losing