we can pretend that we’re everything
and that the universe won’t swallow us
whole one day
and that we are too full of the world
for it to ever turn on us
and we can act like there’s no such
thing as bruises
and ignore the way our skin is dripping
and act as if veins never split
and pour out every smile left in your
goddamn mouth
and when the doctor asks about the
pain on a scale of 1 to 10
it will never be more than a 4
because we are the stars
and stars don’t feel pain
and I was invincible until I met you
but if you asked me
what losing you feels like
it’s a 10
on a scale that should never
have gone past 4
(via extrasad)
I needed my friends. I needed my friends around and they weren’t there. I guess if I really was their best friend, I should have mattered. But I guess I didn’t.A part from my old suicide letter I found (via undo-my-scars)


third wheeling two girls who are best friends is so much worse than third wheeling a couple

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