Im Jess. I model, moan about things, drink lots of coffee, drink lots of alcohol, eat lots of cheese, listen to lots of thought provoking music, watch Fight Club and Trainspotting way too much and read lots of random books. That is all.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Worst year of my life, and it hasn’t even been a whole year.
Can’t stop crying.
Guilt. So much guilt.
(Source: silentl-y)
My deepest darkness secret is that I am scared of time. Time passes so fast and things change within time. I am scared of forgetting people, things, places I have been, and times I have smiled and meant it with all my heart. I am so scared of that, and nobody really knows.
I was content and for once, finally happy. Then I was reminded of something better, it all came into my life again. Then that better thing just fucked up my head, leaving me hurt and confused about both situations. I’m now at an all time low. And I was happy? Why couldn’t I have just been happy, like I was, with what I had going on. You see how beautiful it could be, with the grass that is greener, but it turns out that yes, the grass is greener, but it doesn’t fix anything, it makes more problems in your head. It only ever makes it worse. I’m an idiot. A stupid idiotic fool. I don’t know what I want. I just don’t want to feel like this.
(Source: smoke-til-my-eyes-bleed)
I’m going to start screaming Wuthering Heights any moment now, screaming and crying and waving my arms around like Kate Bush and then screaming and crying some more. ITS ME OH CATHY OH COME HOME, OHHH SO COOOOOLLLLLD! LET ME IN YOUR WINDOOOOOOOW!
(Source: tasteslikeglitterandrocknroll)
(Source: la-luna-sun)
Overthinking. Crying over Kate Bush’s Wuthering Heights. Oh fuck. What have I done. What the fuck have I done. Fuck. Finding everything so hard right now, can’t even think properly without crying.
No one wants you, and then they all want you. Feel pretty horrible. I don’t know what to feel actually, so I’m just going to listen to some Laura Marling and get all depressed and sad and into another introverted downwards path of despair. No change there. Hooray.
