i hate days like this
i hate to be needy
today, i wrote about when my dad left
and i cried a lot and listened to kate nash
it's nice to cry about things.
masking it with music that makes you cry harder.
dontstandsoclosetome: how the fucking hell is it possible for me to be having an anxiety attack when I took 7 times my normal dose of Klonopin today, plus what I usually take? what the hell. this is absurd. insane.
I was/am/will be
plaidscarves: just fine. And this is going to be alright. i like hearing those kinds of things
plaidscarves: missclash: jumbledemotion: bribrix3: kyliedear: diagids: At age 4, success is...not peeing in your pants. At age 12, success is...having friends. At age 16, success is...having a driver's license. At age 20, success is...having sex. At age 35, success is...having money. At age 50, success is...having money. At age 60, success...
When the music ended,
wildheartbeats: We listened to the thunder. Our hearts pulsed together with its raw beats, as one.
when I don't have plans for the day
breathingvioletfog: I wear pretty dresses and heels and wander aimlessly, camera around my neck, read, play music and take in the beauty of the sky I’ll be off now, to do this
i'm going insane without my camera
(via youarewhatyoulove) FILM FILM FILM
thedarlingchild: I totally forgot about the disposable project damnit! I’m going to target asap to get the camera. yess!