I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.
Oh dear 2003, I know everything I used to be. I was the girl they used to love when I was fifteen. Now I wonder what they think when they see me independent and happy.
the only thing that’s changed since then is the quality of photos
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