“love, a single word, a wispy thing. no bigger or longer than an edge. and that’s what it is; an edge, a razor. it draws up through the center of your life and leaves you with before and after- and during, a second no bigger or longer than an edge.” //delirium
27 March. I just want to have a day where I don’t feel like crying. I just want one day of happiness because I can’t remember what that is like. Can someone help me with that because I can’t seem to do it on my own. And I’m too scared to ask anyone for help. And I don’t know who to ask for help. And I’m scared.