And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,...– Sylvia Plath
Isn’t it ironic that the day I turn 21 is just about the only day that I’ve been completely sober in quite a while.
I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they...– Ellen Hopkins
everyone: are you okay?
everyone: you look upset
everyone: you look confused
everyone: are you mad at me?
everyone: what are you mad at?
me: IT'S MY FAAAAAAAAACE