No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough
Clementine Von Radics (via forever-and-alwayss)
I want you to stay with me. And that’s the problem. Every time you leave me, I need you a little bit more.
Karina Halle, Lying Season (via pinupp)