I do not think I will ever feel important enough to seek help. My problems are small and fucking insignificant compared to what so many others have to deal with, so I just try to cope with it on my own. Maybe it is just teenage angst and shit like that, maybe it will go away if I just wait and see.

I had a presentation in my English social studies-class yesterday. It was probably the worst presentation I have ever held in my life; I usually have control and I am always rather confident during, but this time everything was just completely fucked up. I stumbled in my words and forgot a whole bunch of important stuff. Afterwards I went to the ladies’ room and cried, and hit my fist against the stairs.

Do I care too much about school and grades? Do I care too much about how I am starting to suck at school? Fuck if I know. We will all die someday anyway, and one day I will be forgotten.

chibird:

The smallest act of kindness can really make a difference.

chibird:

The smallest act of kindness can really make a difference.

(via thetruthaboutthebody)

cunty:

Slowdive, Alison

cunty:

Slowdive, Alison

(via birdgurhl)

These are the words of a person with a bit too many emotions and thoughts and shit like that

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