Children’s Benadryl and zzzquil.
This is what my pathetic life has become.
The joys of coming home for a bit.
Someone please give me something stronger.
I need some sleep.
what doesn’t kill you
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive — c.c. (via pale-afternoon)
(Source: monsters-and-cuts, via mistakesonourskin)
Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary
(Source: lewky, via mistakesonourskin)