February 2012
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These insecurities will destroy me if I don’t rid myself of them soon. Progress, always progress.
Cute jock boy smiled at me—I was so confused.
I got an 87 on the exam that I was hoping for a C on. I’ll take it, gladly.
her0inchic:
I don’t believe that people are all bad.
I think we’re all a little broken, some more than others. Scarred, bruised, tattered, diseased. We’re all just blind ghosts, trying to make sense of tragedies and clambering for a sense of forever distant happiness. We’re all a little hurt. We should learn to make each other better.
“Madness is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are...”
– Elizabeth Wurtzel (via arreter)
“You can do more than just survive in this world; you can live in it. If you are...”
– Lindsey Hall
I’ve been having a hard time for quite a while now and I can’t quite articulate why.
I have to believe in myself. And I need to have faith that everything will work itself out.
Me: I've cried and/or thrown up the last six times I've left my aunt's house.
Devin: That's when you know you're doing something right. We're living the dream.
I swear to all things, I hope this exam is better than I think it is. I’m done. I’m just done.
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this shit is stupid. i just want to sit in some bohemian bookstore drinking black coffee, smoking cigarettes, and making crafts and music. fuck.
This weekend has reaffirmed my personal progress.
