
You're dead serious. I'm alive silly. We're not the same
cannibalism isnt even like this big shocking thing for me anymore. thats just what being in love is like
shes so pretty i wanna spit on her face
you're just mad that my presence is haunting and offputting and yours isn't
i think i am going to go nonverbal forever and ever amen
“Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.”
Sylvia Plath
“It seemed like she could be anything she wanted, but she didn’t want to be anything”
Christiane F. - Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo (1981) by Uli Edel
(yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist) (yearns for a past that does not exist)