There are things that we think are in a way because of the form and what defines it is the invisible substance to the human eye. Illustration by Heather Penn on Inprnt.
It actually kills me when we don’t talk, it kills me when you ignore me, it kills me when you’re busy with your life.
(via now-that-i-am-broken)
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I closed myself off from everybody
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I thought I was gonna wake up 96 lbs tbh :p
But it could be worse


