Speak softly, breathe again
June 2013
“In the beginning everyone is there, but people forget. You know, life goes on, or it goes on for everyone else. Even if it’s not going on for you.”
—Amelia Shepard (Private Practice)
“The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.”
—Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via youcreatedthismonster)
This is why I don’t let my walls down. This is why I don’t let people in. I have so much to say, and have no one who will listen anymore.
This is just another group of people who have promised “oh I’ll be here for you” “You can always talk to me” just left. Like I am nothing.
Maybe I am nothing.
shout out to slugs for doing everything a snail does without a helmet
TODAY MY CHEMISTRY TEACHER BURNED A DOLLAR IN FRONT OF US BUT HE FORGOT TO TELL US THAT THE DOLLAR WOULDNT BURN ONLY THE ALCOHOL WOULD SO HE TOOK OUT A 100 DOLLAR BILL AND SOAKED IT IN ALCOHOL AND WERE LIKE “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” AND HE CAUGHT IT ON FIRE AND WE ALL YELLED AT HIM BUT THEN IT WENT OUT AND THE BILL WAS FINE AND WE WERE SILENT FOR 20 MINUTES
i was in the basement on the computer and then i heard screaming and i ran upstairs and my brother was sitting at the kitchen table holding his head in his hands, almost in tears, so asked what was wrong and then i saw this
