"Hey you, bitch,"
I pointed an angry finger at my shadow, the morning sun pouring down my back like warm honey. She looked around puzzled, “Who, me?” “Yeah you,” and she attempted to run away but I was hot on her heels. “You wanna know somethin’?” If she had a clearly defined mouth, it would be hanging wide open. “No one and nothing can make you happy in this...
I was beginning to think that I needed therapy or something. But then I went on Tumblr and read all of the hipster quotes. And now I have an insatiable desire to create something. Something.
I just want to go away. I want to be alone. And I want to be somewhere where no one cares about me, where no one knows the slightest thing about me, where no one is interested enough to judge. I want to drift away to Santa Barbara and study English and wear pastel dresses and ride my bike along a dusty road that hugs the ocean. I want to buy a bouquet of flowers for just myself. I want to buy some...
He makes me happy and you make me sad. It seems to be as simple as that.
"That is why
I believe in and continue to work on prevention every day- for both eating disorders and body dissatisfaction. I work on the prevention of valuing appearance over substance. What a world we would have if we could change just that one thing.” -Carolyn Costin The Eating Disorder Sourcebook Three pages in and you’re already giving me goosebumps.
“Don’t trust anybody. Life is safer that way.” -Shae, Game of Thrones
I start to feel unconditionally happy with you, my mind races to point out every single reason why I shouldn’t be. Often I wonder when I will feel something enthusiatically toward someone again. Everything is dull.