All I do is sleep now. Every chance I get. The people around me keep saying it’s because I work too much, or I take too much on. I think it’s because I’d rather be sleeping than be awake to hear and handle all the bullshit.

"Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are."

Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via larmoyante)

Basically this.

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I hate York College. I really fucking hate York College. I cannot wait to transfer anywhere else.

My happy place is New York.

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When you’ve tried so hard in work and school and then money fucks you over.  

I don’t want to work a 9.5 hour shift tomorrow.

When I can’t sleep I just keep re-thinking that being sick was an escape from the world and I miss that. I miss feeling weightless, effortless. Because even though that wasn’t happiness, it was better than this.

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So much anxiety over school, work, money, and food.
It’s so frustrating because I’m doing the best I can, and it’s not good enough, but I can’t cut anything out of what I’m already doing. I know restricting isn’t helping, but I do it anyways because it’s taking the edge off and somehow makes things seem further away than they are.





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a movie in which all the main characters are unknown actors but all the background characters are really famous actors

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if your boyfriend doesn’t worship your butt then he’s a lame and i’m very sorry you have to deal with that

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"I’m ashamed of myself because I know I should be better and I have no idea how to get there."

I Don’t Know Where to Go From Here (#370: April 7, 2014)

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you’re as irrelevant as “ueue” in the word “queue”

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