The worst feeling: when a book ruins you and you think about starting a new one to help you forget and get over it, but at the same time you don’t want to forget and you just want to stay in this feeling for a moment, even though it causes so much pain.
I’m so fucking weird
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet.
I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time, I care about a lot.
I hate people but I want to be everyone’s friend.
I hate myself but I’m completely fabulous.
I need help.