not everyone has the same heart as you.
(via twister)
I crave physical affection. I crave skin on skin. play with my hair, hold my hand, touch me, kiss me. I crave you.
(Source: everyday-isslike-sunday, via razor-andblades)
I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind. I think sideways. I think it all. If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.
i hate when i accidentally say something about wanting to kill myself over a minor inconvenience really casually in front of neurotypicals bc theyre always like “suicide is not a joke!!1!1!1!” and it’s like????? i’m not kidding???????? i literally want to throw myself off a bridge all the time?????
(via yulinga)