Today is national best friend day. Reblog if you love your best friend.
They’ve promised us that dreams come true - but forgot that nightmares are dreams too
“She knew with suddeness and ease that this moment would be with her always, within hand’s reach of memory.
She doubted if they all sensed it - they had seen the world - but even George was silent for a minute as they looked, and the scene, the smell, even the sound of the band playing a faintly recognisable movie theme, was locked forever in her, and she was at peace.”
― Stephen King, Carrie
So if you want to burn yourself, remember that I love you.
If you want to cut yourself, remember that I love you.
And if you want to kill yourself, remember that I love you.
There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but a crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know and even the people you don’t want to know, a crying that cannot be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face.
