"Sometimes I’m sick of loving everyone. I’m sick of being the one people depend on. I’m sick of depending on people. I care so much the skin under my fingernails bleeds and turns black, but I am rarely held, recognized, encouraged. Sometimes loneliness makes me more vague and cryptic."
- Please Don’t Kill the Freshman by Zoe Trope (via crimson-glow)
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