The hours between 12am and 6am
have a funny habit of making you feel
like you’re either on top of the world,
or under it.

Beau Taplin || the hours between.   (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

I also want to fucking think something without having guilt to the point of throwing up for the next week. I’m so so sick of it. I literally don’t think I can handle being like it anymore and there is absolutely 0 I can do about it


I want to feel like people enjoy my company and want me around and want me and don’t think I’m a total over reactive piece of ass for the way I act all the time


just cried for 10 minutes whilst I angrily weed and put the sheets on my bed and smoked. I am on holiday. I should not be feeling like this. I want to fucking stop feeling like this.


desperately needing to talk to someone (anyone) about something but not being able to because you’ll know you’ll feel guilty when you do. is. so. annoying.


this fucking line. this is revolutionary.


i don’t like your clothes take them off