sorry im needy and oversensitive and cant talk about my feelings when im upset and jealous and worry about everything i possibly can and then some i guess its just how i (mal) function
so long story short my brother shows up on our doorstep fresh outta county and I literally pass out against the door because I’m so shocked and he’s now on his merry way to a halfway house in my little brother’s shirt and with my U of A water bottle GO CATS
and I just???/??/???
I need a nap
what have i let you do to me?
i write about everyone, don’t mind me
i hope this doesn’t sound bitter, i actually wish you the best
idk where im at its like this weird stage of letting go of my high school self but im not in college yet so im just kinda chillin in limbo eating sour gummy worms and napping
I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don’t belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn’t happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don’t see the lightning, but you hear the echoes."
Anna Peters (via perfect)