This is a blog for all of us that are messed up, fucked up. broken breaking and everything in between.
I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via rauchwolken)

Whisper me something beautiful.

Kiss me with the soft echoes
from your mind. String me a necklace
of syllables and wrap them
around me along with your
duvet of promises.
Caress my skin with sweet haikus
and nostalgic analogies,
forming trails of your poetic fingertips.
Hold my hand with apostrophes
and grasp my hips with commas
from your inked hands,
leaving tiny scrawls of memories.

Murmur me something beautiful.

Things people with Social Anxiety do


•go to the bathroom to escape

•feel very uncomfortable without a phone or some other crutch

•dwell on a small awkward moment for much longer than necessary

•never go to any social event without a person that makes you feel comfortable

•follow said person way too much

•worry about the person beginning to find you obnoxious

•faking an illness to get out of a social event

•Dont buy something necessary because the cashier is intimidating. 

Edited random photo i took of myself…can you say, selfie XD