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to exist being a peculiar form of sleep

e.e. cummings, from “voices to voices, lip to lip” (via theclassicsreader)

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bc u have an excuse for your mental state. u can blame ur depression for anything. its a comfort zone

It’s such a weird feeling, my mind is probably fucked up. I usually laugh a lot when I’m in public in ordinary situations (like at school), even too much to be honest but then I suddenly become self aware of my life and become suddenly extremely sad, I also cry without any plausible explanation. A lot of people do drugs or drink if they want to escape from their lives but I don’t, I’m somehow extremely rational because I know that my life already sucks and I don’t want to make it even worse. Still I’m deeply unsatisfied of myself and my life in general.

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hope u like bad girls because i’m bad at everything

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"It was unfair that people could pretend to be one thing when they were really something else. That they would get you on their side and then do nothing but fail, and fail, and fail again. People should come with warnings, like cigarette packets: involvement would kill you over time. " - Lauren Oliver // Rooms 🚬