water and cigarettes.

the bad model diary.

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Let me tell you a few things about regret…There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself? Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via splitterherzen)

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not feeling cute, not feeling fab today

am i sick?

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gotta’ slow down for the next short while

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no bad days

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too many people come up to me talkin’ ‘bout “what does drink water mean?”

my mum’s 80s aesthetic, reincarnated
A person’s emotional being is like an ocean. The people in your life are separated into three different categories. You have the sailors: they won’t touch the water. They opt to stay inside the boat. These people are your acquaintances, or “surface” friends, and they never make it deep.
You then have the snorkelers. These are the friends who want to go deep, but don’t have the emotional capacity to carry the pressure and weight. If they make an attempt, they either drown or are forced to go back to the surface for oxygen.
Finally, let’s talk about the deep sea divers. These are the people who stay with you through storms and violent waters, and they aren’t afraid to dive to the darkest parts of the ocean floor: they stay with you, in the water, through the worst times. They aren’t afraid to call out your bullshit. They’re the people who are there for you no matter what happens.
We all need the third type of people in our lives. Yahya Bakkar (via psych-facts)

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