I am perpetually cold. I don’t belong in this kind of weather.
I’m just dying to say, ‘Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?’ or ‘Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?’ But you can’t say that at a cocktail party.
Paul Gilmartin, The Mental Illness Happy Hour (via mrsfscottfitzgerald)
Also my life(via dirtyberd)
tie me down
when i see a cute boy
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