nest:

a guy about my age, frat boy type, just stepped off the bus, looked me right in the eyes, and said “i wish things were different.” then walked away. genuinely think it might have been a hallucination

(via confirmance)

floozys:

me every year

winter: *kills all the flowers and the leaves*

me: i guess this is just the way it is forever now :/

spring: hey bonch 

me:

(via ameliastardust)

florencelovesyou:

unaverage-confessions:

My therapist: You won’t feel so miserable if you work hard on recovery

Me: I also won’t feel so miserable if I JUST KILL MYSELF

My therapist:

I’m the therapist

(via olivethecreative)