1hr Ago Me Was Wrong Btw

*puts a hello kitty bandaid over my childhood trauma*

Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin

Conversations With Friends - Sally Rooney

I feel like a broken plate. My shards are too sharp and i have shattered into a million pieces. The pieces are too small and can never be glued back together again.

sorry for documenting my suffering and delusions online do you still think im hot

why bother when all they do is lie

Albert Camus, The Fall

i think we should all admit how lonely we are. then we should talk. it will all be okay if we risk being authentic