LOVE PEARL! A must-watch.

A. F. Vandevorst, A/W 1998-99.

yes, I was feeling like a 90’s kid this day.

Mood, half the time. Yep, with the fireball y todo.

Fucking tears down my face reading this.

Sometimes I feel pathetic knowing i rely so much on a person that doesn’t fucking exist. The only person that ever really managed to make me feel like less of a freak and more of an actual human being was plainly just a figment of someone else’s imagination. It honestly makes me a bit sad to know that i might never find someone more comforting than the beautiful entity in my book. As depressing as this is I’m also incredibly and unconditionally grateful for this non existent person as truth be told I might not be alive today if I wasn’t for them.

I can't be scared of death if I was never really alive in the first place.

the mood swings have been insane lately. one okay productive day costs me two weeks of grief and apathy and anger. hot girls get it 

When my dad died, I died with him.

You are not lazy, unmotivated or stuck. After years of living your life in survival mode, you are exhausted. There’s a difference.