I have no idea how to describe this yet...


doing that thing… the “packing at the last minute, despite all my plans and good intentions, and it looks like a tornado has gone through my living room” thing. 

And you can’t find that one…really important and useful item.


I crave intimacy but I get confused and uncomfortable when I’m shown even the slightest bit of attention or affection.

(Source: evolved-emo)