Way over being the person others push to the side whenever they get in a relationship.
I can’t decide if my ability to cut people out of my life, seemingly with no regrets or remorse, is a good or bad thing. OH WELL, FORWARD WE GO. (I’m a cold-hearted bastard)
The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.– Isak Dinesen (via blua)
I’m tired. I lay in bed. I get so worked up and stressed about things that my heart starts to palpitate. Some days I feel like I should just suppress who I really am forever; thus far, it’s only pushed one of the most important people in my life away. Further, I should just give up on the dream that my family will ever cease to be divided. I guess this is life. this is now the status...