“I think once you’ve thought about how a person sleeps, how they’d feel pressed up against your back, or your head on their chest, how compatible your bodies would be in the same space of a bed — once you’ve thought about that, you’re fucked.”—(via pentrutoti)
“a bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where your still dreaming but it`s slowly slipping? i wish we could feel like that more often. i also wish i could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere i like. i wish that people didn`t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. and i wish i could get lost in the stars. listen, there`s a hell of a good universe next door, let`s go”—e.e. cummings (via skeletongarden)
I can’t do this anymore. I’m so sick of being treated as though I’m worth nothing. No matter what I do, no matter how great of an effort I make, I can’t salvage a 5 year friendship that meant the world to me, I can’t maintain a stable relationship with my mom; let alone even be in the same room with her (without a psych present), and I can’t seem to have any luck with people in general… Honestly what am I doing with my life. Something has to be wrong, I have to be worth something to someone. I’d like to think I deserve better than this, but that doesn’t seem to be the truth. It would be so easy to quit, and I probably will.