“it’s okay to miss the people who were bullets to you”
– poems from my uncles grave (via howl-in-rockland)
“Two February’s ago, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was anchored to my bed with the sadness I was letting myself drown in. Now, I daydream about surviving on 3 hours of sleep, I dread going to bed, I keep my eyes open as long as I can. My heart sinks when the sun sets, I crave daylight; I’ve fallen in love with being alive.”
– Madisen Kuhn, January 18, 2014 journal entry (via caffeinated-butterfly)
19. UM Student. |
I spend my time falling in love & then recovering from it.
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