"I felt both wildly, piercingly glad to be alive and also like I did not know what to do with the life I now held in my hands. It was as if someone had handed me the moon, and what does one do with the moon? What does one do with a life when one had expected to be dead?"

Marya Hornbacher, Waiting (via shellingpeasifyouplease)

(Source: adderalldust, via shellingpeasifyouplease)


I just need to get really drunk

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"I really hope that one day, you’ll be as happy as you’re pretending to be."