I can’t take a pill without thinking about overdosing. I cant cross a street without wanting to jump in front of a car. I can’t shave without wanting to slit my wrists. I can’t walk along high things without wanting to jump. Every moment, every aspect, every vision of my life is changed by this depression and it’s killing me. It’s made me weak and vulnerable and these thoughts are winning

i miss you, but goodbye.

I’m just a needy piece of shit that needs constant reassurance that I’m wanted

dance party 💕✨

I hope I kissed you on my way out.

Black women who can school me on social justice issues, quote Huey back at me, greet me like Jazz greeted Will back when he was fresh, roast me like only Martin could and who love being miseducated by Lauryn as much as I do... I am yours.

honestly i have been waiting my whole life for this

BOOOOOSSSTTTT!!!!!!! WTF THIS IS THE NEW JAM!!!!!!

YES

I respect you and like you as a person but the paths we are on do not harmonize and I don’t believe in changing your tune when it’s genuine so I’d like to continue to go our separate ways.

Clementine von Radics, Letter from Anais Nin to Clementine von Radics. (via introspectivepoet)