“I’m fighting myself. I know I am. One minute I want to remember. The next minute I want to live in the land of forgetting. One minute I want to feel. The next minute I never want to feel ever again.”
sHES TOO LITTLE TO EVEN DENT THE FREAKING EMPTY FRUIT LOOPS BOX BY SLEEPING ON TOP OF IT SHE IS 1 POUND OF PURE FLUFF JESUS CHRIST MY HEART CAN’T TAKE IT
“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”