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tbh the worst thing about being a self aware mentally ill person is that people assume that because you understand your illness you’re automatically able to actually apply your knowledge to your life and cure yourself

Earth and Moon from Saturn [976x976]

— Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (via amargedom)

Never will I compete for a spot in anyone’s life

I eat romantic shit up. If I were asked to just sit on a roof and look at the stars id probably internally combust

this year tried to kill me but im still here bitch