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Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary, August 1921
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I’m actually fine
(For now)
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Recover or relapse or shred my self into pieces or take off my skin or bleach my eyes or cut my hair or sink myself
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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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I hate wannarexics. I hate hate hate hate hate them. I’m starting to hate this girl because literally she’s the reason I vomited up my guts before an exam fuck her fuck her
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Siri play “I can’t do it anymore” scene by Beth moss in Sharing the Secret. Because I can’t do it anymore.
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me 5 minutes after I said I was gonna kms
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I fumbled up my exam and my friend after me said that the prof warned him not to have a low voice. So now I’m super paranoid that my voice was low… and it’s not about the grade, I hate being a failure. And I encountered that anorexic girl and meanwhile I’m “recovering” to pass and she’s doing everything I’m doing while being skinny and starving. Ugh her nails were purple af and I miss that so much. I want to have purple nails!!! AND THE THING IS MY EXAM IS TMRW AND IF I DECIDE TO STARVE ITLL MAKE PASSING HARDER BUT ALSO I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH RIGHT NOW THAT I DONT WANT TO EAT AND MY FRIEND IS SUCH AN ASS
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God, may you bless this sweet may morning.
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Aleksandr Blok (1880-1921),
Selected Poems
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When Fyodor Dostoevsky said, "People. People. Endless noise. And I am so tired. And I would like to sleep under trees; red ones, blue ones, swirling passionate ones." I felt that.
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girl rotting, but ok
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