I’m sorry that I’m both your umbrella and the rain.
Tablo (via psych-facts)
I have a meanness inside me, real as an organ. Slit me at my belly and it might slide out, meaty and dark, drop on the floor so you could stomp on it.
Gillian Flynn, Dark Places (via glisceral)
(Source: quotasia, via daddyfuckedme)
That awkward moment when your asthma strikes out of nowhere and you can’t find your inhaler.