It is okay, it’s just for today.
Schlagwort: w.
Talking to myself
You know what? They might be right. I know it can’t just continue like this – but I am so damn scared.
My parents think I need therapy.
Sitting on the windowsill with a candle next to me while drinking coffe, listening to Mars and reading long and well-written fanfiction is pretty much the best I can do these days.
And I want to drown.
I woke up with a metallic taste in my mouth, went over to the bathroom and had to spend seven minutes just spitting blood into the sink. And all morning it was incredibly cold and I was so tired that I actually started to cry in school. Woo. Go me. Then I fell asleep in class. My friend woke me up after fifteen minutes though, and I felt a lot better after that. So I guess after all, the day has been nice? But I accidentally ignored a bunch of messages from yesterday and won’t be able to answer them very soon, so … sorry about that.
Was bin ich doch für ‘ne große Hilfe in Bio…
Favourite shirt.
Such a healthy day! Might I hope for something great to come along?
I don’t think I’ll ever finish this.