comakid: and you will wake up one morning and realize that your eyes dont hurt anymore and then you will call her and be able to tell her everything and it will all make sense to the both of you and then you will sigh and fall back asleep.
comakid: you’re yawning too much to be nostalgic. the caffeine fix and the layer of water over your eyes. you had a dream that your ribcage dissolved. you are making wooden structures to hold your body in place. smooth hands become rough hands become smooth hands again.
sodamnrelatable: school finals papers work responsibility life A perfect representation of how I feel about all of these things. Yes.
Just because some of us can read and write and do a little math, that doesn’t...– Kurt Vonnegut, Hocus Pocus (via free-parking)