i need a two hour long hug
You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
Joyland (Stephen King)
(Source: wordsthat-speak, via a-shade-shady)
I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
(Source: larmoyante, via per-spektive)
I actually just want to die or a hug.
Is it me? Am I the reason people always leave?
(Source: suffocatxd, via o-d-d-oneout)