“I think about dying but I dont want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out of it.” 

blackandwhitsworld:

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depressedlover2000:

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itssomayaa:

“Find me a house where no one can ever come. I like talking to you, but to no one else in the whole world.”


Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Lytton Strachey wr. c. September 1925

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bigeyesbigsad:

how do u even fight when you’re ur own worst enemy

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babyfoxcollectionthings:

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feelingsoftheday:

My eyes cried too much this year.

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bpdohwhatajoy:

I wish I killed myself at 15

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louisegluck:

and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year?… Two years ago? … What would she think of me now?”ALT

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]

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