She was a compulsive pessimist, always looking for the soft brown spot in the fruit, pressing so hard she created it. Amy Waldman, The Submission  (via hungerasylum)

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I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore. Kurt Vonnegut (via battybatty)

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my mother must be so proud of her lazy, rebellious, anxiety-ridden, depressed child

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