Monday, December 14, 2009

dreary monday

My mood slightly deflated when I woke up this morning. Just slightly. I’m so tired of having days like this.

But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head. thirteen reason’s why
(via scribble-scribbles)
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This scares me. It really scares me. I mean, looking out on the beach at the ocean—that’s beautiful. Looking out into that, no coast, no land, it scares me. Partly because I can’t swim, but I feel like I’m drowning just looking at it.

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This scares me. It really scares me. I mean, looking out on the beach at the ocean—that’s beautiful. Looking out into that, no coast, no land, it scares me. Partly because I can’t swim, but I feel like I’m drowning just looking at it.

emmaloves:

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emmaloves:

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If thats all,

then I’m sorry that at some point I seemed to overwhelm the conversation/’yelled’/raised my voice. I’m sorry if I had been unresponsive or even/’unemotional’ after the fact. The reason why I wanted to call you late the other night was to say sorry though, if you were wondering. Yup, that’s it. It’s 3am, sleep time now.

Sunday, December 13, 2009
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And when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life. Everything…affects everything. thirteen reasons why
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let’s go here for awhile.

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let’s go here for awhile.