I’ve got a cummy tummy and legs that feel like jello.
Leave me alone (please don’t)
“Maybe I am the worst, maybe I have 100 horrible things about me.. But I still try, I try so hard to be different , for you”
— I love you (via coral)
“All the things I never said out loud, they will remain inside of me.”
- Gert Taberner (Fallen)
“I’ve died so many times and nobody noticed but me, but when I literally die, everyone will notice but me”
— (via killed-long-ago)
Whatever you need, i’ll give it to you. I just don’t want to lose you.
Please, stay with me.
“I remember crying on the bedroom floor because the pillow was too wet from all the other tears I shed. I remember crying so much that I couldn’t catch my breath and probably would’ve choked on my tears if my gag reflex hadn’t kicked in causing me to spill my guts, quite literally. Maybe that is why, to this day, intense stress makes me gag and spew out an invisible stream of God-knows-what…the negative things I had been keeping inside? Do I poison myself with the ‘everything’s fine?’ It’s like it’s a rehearsed line I picked up somewhere long ago and forgot to forget it. The show must go on, right? They say ‘break a leg’ and instead my heart breaks a little more as I pick myself up off the floor and pancake-powder over the tear tracks so no one can follow them to see where I’m coming from.”
— Or do I just have a flair for the dramatic?