“Sometimes I feel like I’m not… solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. It’s as if I never - - I never thought anything. I never wrote anything. I never felt anything.”—Sylvia (via theworldsaplayground)
Today in school I gave my testimony and I was really honest and now I’m just completely emotionally exhausted and I can’t stop crying and most of them wouldn’t look at me afterwards and I want to cut so bad it’s making me choke.
Also! I’m in the yearbook class and today we were doing tutorials about setting up pages with margins and stuff and she said we could use whatever text we wanted to for the body and so I went online and go the first chapter of a tail of two cities by Dickens. And it was awesome. And I’m classy.
It was the best of times it was the worst of times…