Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses...– Sylvia Plath (The Bell Jar)
xxmarcuscchao: When you know your “Friends” are lying to you… When you see the person you love/like with someone else other than you. When someone says, “I just want to be friends.” Or when you just feel like you’re not good enough.
Even people I’ve known for so long soon become...