(Source: must-bethe-ganja, via thesmokesession)
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a poorly-written book with long ramblings about my rubbish feelings
and sometimes, i think about burning it. sometimes i want to just watch my pathetic book of emotions flicker and smoke, and wish for all the feelings to burn up with it
but i think it might be keeping me sane. and so it remains, buried in my purse for when i’m too sad to tell anyone how i feel. because my weapon of destruction is a pen, rather than a razor.