I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.
— Thought Catalogue (via mayflowrs)
depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like what
The beauty of things is that they must end.
— Jack Kerouac (via thatkindofwoman)