When you allow yourself to fall in love, I see it as symbolically putting your heart on the table. The person taking hold of it can either care for it or stab it with a fork. But you have no say, ‘cause it’s already on there and you can’t take it back. Thats what I think allowing yourself to fall in love is. Taking the chance of feeling the worst emotion in all mankind; heartbreak. But allowing it to happen, because it’s worth it. Why does anyone allow themselves to fall in love? I don’t know. 

nataliebootlah:

And then suddenly nothing is alright.

fuck feeling like this and fuck announcing it online because i know that maybe if anybody sees it, i’ll feel a little better, whether they say something or they don’t. im screaming but i feel mute. im lonely but constantly surrounded. fuck these headaches and random blurrs of sadness. fuck being alone right now. and fuck this week not being over yet. i feel so hopeless for no reason and i dont know what to even do or hold on to. 

can i just look like dita von teese, or? 

will not stop muttering “fuck” until i find my wallet

you guys are annoying.

unfollow me if that bothers you, idgaf. 

i like the way things are going.

holy poop, i hope i do well at my interview tomorrow. 

the things i’d do to get that job.