I felt french and it became one of my favorite films
this film makes me hopeful for a past memory of a thought I had .
that film really moved me
- Mark Twain
The Peverell brothers met death by a raging river…
This summer I will read to my hearts insane content.
I’m in love with the wrong person. I feel terrible but I think I love them. Fuck, fucking fuck. I know its dramatic but I think I have all the symptoms and there not going away…
If you knew me in real life you’d see something worthless trust me. Even if you’ve read through my tumblr, it won’t tell just how tall, ugly, fat, obnoxious, self centered and naive I really am. I’m not funny, I’m not smart, I’m not capable of any kind of small talk, I lack common sense, I don’t talk much, I’m not witty, I don’t stand for anything, I don’t believe in anything, I don’t go out much and when I do I ruin everything, I can’t be honest, I can’t smile sometimes even when I love nearly everybody I come across in my life, I’m clingy, I’m fragile, I’m hilariously tall, its that bad its almost comical. I say things I don’t mean, I’m superficial, I care about people too much when I don’t even know them that well, I cry every day, I hurt myself, I eat too much, I’m not good in sad situations when others are upset, I ruin everything around me, I can’t be happy even when I should be there for people who need help more than me, I try but I just make things worse. Trust me, I can’t see any way out anymore. I hope you’re okay though Anon, I won’t be able to stop this darkness, but at least we know, in a disgustingly twisted way, we both know how we feel. Maybe that will puncture the pain slightly. I don’k know, I feel so wrong. I’m not who I used to be. I’m not the person in my head. I’m so drained by this constant static feeling, this thing lurking in our heads. I can’t do it, I can’t Anon.
everything just seems pointless, don’t you think. Even moving, going to college, getting a job. All it leads to is death. why should we bother. I just can’t find a reason at the moment. I haven’t been able to for quiet a long time now. And if we think these thoughts, how are we meant to have any opinions, any personality. Are we anything anymore?