what doesn’t kill you leaves scars, ruins your lungs, dries all your tears, leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning wishing you weren’t alive.
(via emilyintoxicat-ed)
*TRIGGERWARNING*I like yellow. My middle name is Rae. Think of it as a ray of sunshine. I am a college senior(finally) in psychology, and I tend to mess everything up. I am not perfect. Once we're friends, you can't get rid of me. Sorry.
My senior prophecy was to burn down a library. I currently work in one. Who knows what the future holds. I drink, I smoke and I like my drugs. Spontaneity, I live off of. I daydream.
If I could bottle the smell of a musty basement, and smell it all day, I would.
I cannot wait to travel one day. Anywhere.
I have much life left, or so I hope. If depressed hippies exist, I am one. I'm also very friendly, talk to me.
I am incredibly depressed, suicidal and I have very fucked up eating habits. Current cutter, burner, (I'm working on this).
