I feel like there is a space inside me. An emptiness I can’t fill. I want nothing more than to be happy in my own skin. And for other people to be happy with me. I can’t help but feel complexly fucked up every day. I’m not missing someone in my heart. I’m longing for the person I want to be. I’m longing for the movie plot lifestyle I have built in my head. I can’t get out of my head. I never feel good enough.
"I loved a man who could never love me back. I was living in a fairytale."
Big Fish (2003) dir. Tim Burton
i can’t even pick my favorite song what makes you think i can pick a college
That moment when you talk to yourself and you start smiling like an idiot because you’re just so hilarious.
30 minutes apart
Seahaven is cool