February 2012
253 posts
“There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but a crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know and even the people you don’t want to know, a crying that cannot be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face.”
—Lemony Snicket (via danseurs)
Edge.
Right now, my chest is hurting so so much. It’s not like my heart is broken or some fucked up shit like that. I just feel like there’s something heavy on my chest; I can’t breathe properly. It’s beating really fast and it’s making me really uncomfortable.
I’m kind of waiting for a few people to talk to me and sort things out, but I’m waiting for you to start the conversation.
