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I don’t want to hear it
I don’t want to know
I just want to run and hide
This is just a nightmare
Soon I’m going to wake up
Someone’s going to bring me around

— Radiohead, 4 Minute Warning


I’m alone. I’m so alone. I’m scared and I don’t know what to do.


I’ve hardly been outside my room in days
‘Cause I don’t feel that I deserve the sunshine rays

You are plunged so deep in your own very private little whirlpool of negativism that you can’t do more than force yourself into a rote where the simplest actions become forbidding and enormous.

— Sylvia Plath (via koyuh)


Honestly, I’m not sure how much longer I can keep doing this. It’s like there are seven candles lit in my stomach. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Seven candles burning and smoking - lit - seven flames of doubt, fear, sorrow, pain, waste, hopelessness, despair. They turn my insides black with soot and ash.

— Nic Sheff