January 2010
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Currently writing an essay to this, because it managed to make me stop crying. (thank you)
I'm freaking out.
Fine, if that’s the way you deal with someone who’s virtually depressed and completely alone in this place, go ahead. Feel free to desert her, too. Because it isn’t like she’s told you that you’re one of the only things that can cheer her up, these days.
It’s not like you’re the only person who isn’t a blood relative that she still genuinely loves.
I can't talk.
I would absolutely love it if this horrible sore throat would do something. Like, preferably, go away.
(973): i got so high last night i cried...
Reality is relative, depending on what lens you look through.
– Sylvia Plath (via thingsgohazy)
Ooer. Rory's all grumpy.
twentythirdchapter:
DAMN YOU EMILY GILMORE.
DAMN YOOOOU.
I LOVE YOU MARTY!
I've been listening to Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix in...