I Want My Hair Played With So Bad Bro It’s Literally A Wanting From Within

anyway no one fucks with gymnopédie no. 1 like i do

I hate almost everything about myself I just wish I was normal I don’t want to be seen I don’t want to talk I don’t want to feel weak anymore. I don’t want to be pitied I don’t want sympathy I just want to be free. I just want to feel okay

november. i am home. i belong here, in november. my self coalesces with the fog, the grey skies, the cold air. and i am home.

*stomping out cigarette*

Only I can prevent forest fires

Oops

on the blr instead of locking in for finals

I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF BEING BRAVE! I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF SURVIVING! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? AM I BEING TOO QUIET OR HAS MY WHINING BEGAN TO SOUND LIKE WHITE NOISE? I AM TIRED OF BEING BRAVE. I AM TIRED OF FEELING INHUMAN AND CALLING IT SURVIVAL. I AM TIRED OF BEING BRAVE. DID YOU HEAR ME? CAN YOU?

yelling

“there is nothing here please go away”

David Lynch