my room’s a mess, my hair’s a mess, my life’s a mess.
I’m not fine as in fine, but fine as in you don’t have to worry about me.
How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.– David Foster Wallace’s The Pale King
Sometimes people have nothing to say because they’re too empty and sometimes...– Yasmin Mogahed
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands– e.e. cummings