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Ain’t got nothing to hope for and no hope left. Should have known, I shroud myself with too thin a veneer of it, I’ve got exposed patches. That’s where they get me.
Permalink | 25 notas "I just keep thinking if I could just be normal, if I could just get out of bed in the morning, everything would be okay."
— Prozac Nation (via elly—higginbottom)
Permalink | 0 notas "When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes in the darkness of the movie theaters, the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual: that is the the part of them I would like to possess."
— Cat’s Eye, Margaret Atwood
Permalink | 25 notas "I just keep thinking if I could just be normal, if I could just get out of bed in the morning, everything would be okay."
— Prozac Nation (via elly—higginbottom)
Permalink | 4 notas "When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes in the darkness of the movie theaters, the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual: that is the the part of them I would like to possess."
— Cat’s Eye, Margaret Atwood
