Fairytales & Devastation

This is the space between dreams
and the breakdown of the human soul,
nirvana and heartbreak.
This is a collection of fairy tales & devastation.

The amount of done that I am is completely inexpressible in the English language. As a friend of mine would say, I feel like death eatin’ crackers. #spoonie #negativespoons

The amount of done that I am is completely inexpressible in the English language. As a friend of mine would say, I feel like death eatin’ crackers. #spoonie #negativespoons

alrite-here-it-goes:

Period cramps could be described as your uterus being all happy about you being pregnant and preparing for it all month and decorating and shit. Then when it finds out that hey, I aint got no fertilized eggs up in this hood the uterus gets really angry and decides to take down all the decorations with a motherfucking chainsaw. IT’S THE SAME EVERY MONTH UTERUS. WHY DON’T YOU LEARN. STOP GETTING AHEAD OF YOURSELF.

(via sickallsummer)

Someone made himself right at home. Apparently my face is comfy. 😐#zantstagram #catstagram

Someone made himself right at home. Apparently my face is comfy. 😐#zantstagram #catstagram

[Clinical Depression is] not really negativity or sadness anymore, it’s more just this detached, meaningless fog where you can’t feel anything about anything — even the things you love, even fun things — and you’re horribly bored and lonely, but since you’ve lost your ability to connect with any of the things that would normally make you feel less bored and lonely, you’re stuck in the boring, lonely, meaningless void without anything to distract you from how boring, lonely, and meaningless it is.