Its now I’m afraid that I have once again centered my life around someone I’m so desperate to not lose. I am, ultimately, alone. At least, in my fears and needs. In this wretched mind. Company, physical company, is easy enough. Actually having someone holding you up when you’re chained to rocks and sinking to the bottom of the sea is different.. And I know its time I rekindle old friendships, but the only other person I would like to be able to talk to I can’t get a bloody hold of. I’m always either detached and alone or attached and dependent. And I have no strength to try to be both, I don’t know why its so fucking difficult.

Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. Who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. Fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love.

Unknown


this is mushy. this is true.

(via theriverjordyn)

averagefairy:

moms are so temperamental you say one thing like “have you seen my hoodie” and theyre like your HOODIE??? YOUR HOODIE???? DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY THINGS I HAVE TO DO EVERY DAY AND YOU THINK I HAVE TIME TO KEEP TRACK OF YOUR HOODIE? NOBODY HELPS ME IN THIS HOUSE I DO EVERYTHING BY MYSELF AND NOBODY ASKS HOW I AM YOUR FATHER IS AN ALCOHOLIC 

Except on a verbally abusive level

I hate how her verbal assaults come out of nowhere. How what she says sounds so foreign to me. Where the fuck does she get these fucking ideas?

Currently trying to figure out how to make a bomb ass application to be an RA, with like one previous job and uhhhh never having lived in the dorms… And uhhh… Hardly ever volunteering………. Uhhh what’s my GPA right now? Ha..haha