My goal in life is to have this in my home.
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Some friends don’t understand this. They don’t understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you’re wonderful just the way you are. They don’t understand that I can’t remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to crumble and fall apart before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about if you loved me you would.
—Prozac Nation - Elizabeth Wurtzel
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I need someone to shut off my brain and turn on my heart.
Plan for the night:
Whiskey, Prozac Nation, On the Age of Innocence, Lou Reed and bed.
I don’t think I could hate myself anymore than I do right now.
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CNF
I failed at keeping a blog for a week for class. Well I didn’t but I’m not giving Rupert my other tumblr. Noo. So, Rupert, if I end up having to give you this and you see it I apologise. Have some pretty pictures which I’ll reblog in a minute.
