February 2012
Done done done done done done done. I’m done.
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While my usual self criticism is always at play,
it’s fantastically heightened by the ridiculous crushing of my ego.
Feeling useless to myself is something you’ll get used to.
Feeling inadequate to everyone else is another thing.
The only way to protect it all - I don’t care.
I guess I don’t care about much, but I do care about being alone. Feeling completely by...
Anonymous asked: segue de volta ?
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People will stab you in the back to get ahead. People will disregard your feelings, everything you’ve confided in them for themselves. I guess this is one of the first times when this all really comes clear. I’m wasting my time caring about the thoughtlessness of the people around me. I’m a decent person and I don’t give a fuck.
Diet Coke
tomyhusband:
Not Coke, Pepsi, Coke Zero or fucking Diet Dr. Pepper. And if you drink my last one, we’re gonna have problems. Big problems.
“But no one came. Because no one ever does.”
– Thomas Hardy (via seventearstothesea)
I don’t know if you’ve ever cried like I cry. Every now and then I gasp, usually when I realise how bad things get or how alone I actually feel. My nose usually is completely blocked and unblocking it is not an actual possibility. When you know your eyes will balloon tomorrow morning. When you know you’ll look like you’ve been slammed in the face with the cold, hard truth....
Instead of three good things I’m not sure of much right now but I do know that I’m scared. I know which people I can let into my life that won’t hurt me, but you can never find out who will until it happens. I give far too much of myself to anyone who shows the slightest ray of kindness to me and it always, every time, winds up broken. I can’t stop it, though. I can’t...
