half of my time spent in public spaces consists of me wondering if i’m acting normal enough
(via lets-cut-a-little-bit)
depression-took-over-my-liiife:
i find it hard to function. cleaning my apartment, taking a shower, cooking diner and eating in general. i can’t deal with it anymore. this isn’t living; its surviving. and i don’t want to do it anymore.
(via look-upand-get-lost)
I love you not because of who you are,
but because of who I am when I am with you