kaliforhnia:

i have this crazy urge to txt you cause i miss you so much but then i remember you probably don’t miss me at all.

cogging:

my friend told me how electricity is measured and i was like watt

vibes-of-lily:

I hope my back didn’t break your knife.

(Source: resettles)

If you were to press your heart close up against somebody else’s heart eventually your hearts will start beating at the same time. And two little babies in an incubator, their hearts will beat at the same time. Love that. So if you have somebody in your life that is prone to anxiety, like myself, and if you happen to be a calm person, you could come up and hug me heart to heart and my heart hopefully would slow to yours. And I just love that idea. Or maybe yours would speed up to mine. But either way, we’ll be there together.
Andrea Gibson  (via 5000letters)

(Source: psych-facts)

snevib:

having 3 friends is a lot of work

Others imply that they know what it is like to be depressed because they have gone through a divorce, lost a job, or broken up with someone. But these experiences carry with them feelings. Depression, instead, is flat, hollow, and unendurable. It is also tiresome. People cannot abide being around you when you are depressed. They might think that they ought to, and they might even try, but you know and they know that you are tedious beyond belief: you are irritable and paranoid and humorless and lifeless and critical and demanding and no reassurance is ever enough. You’re frightened, and you’re frightening, and you’re “not at all like yourself but will be soon,” but you know you won’t.
Kay Redfield Jamison (An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir Of Moods and Madness)