“Voli me, ljubi me, mazi me, drzi me i stiti me. Zar je to previse?”
— Vanshni
Ne treba mi da me netko savjetuje. Treba mi da me samo iskreno sasluša i još iskrenije zagrli. Toliko jako da sve pukne kao što ja pucam u posljednje vrijeme
“Ja bih da me ništa ne pitaš, da ne govorim. Da legneš uz mene i da me zagrliš. Da me greješ. Hladno mi je, to bih ti želela reći.”
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someone: what are your plans for the weekend
me: who knows
me: (i know)
me: (i'm not leaving the house)
Me: I wish there was somewhere I could speak freely about my mental illnesses and traumatic experiences
My brain: therapy
Me: blocked
“Rekla je - Sve je u redu, rekla je - Zagrli me jace, rekla je - Nije mi nista i tek je onda pocela da place. Rekla je - Nemoj da brines, rekla je da nije vazno, rekla je - Brzo ce proci samo me zagrli snazno.”
— Riblja čorba- Rekla je (1981.)
I want someone to love me as much as I hate myself.
me: sometimes i talk to myself
me: omg same
“I knew I was getting bad again when every week I was just trying to “get through this week” I don’t know what’s wrong with me”
— R’J (via thechildofstyle)
