Been doubting myself and others a lot lately
I don’t know if I want to die alone but I do want to die in a green forest.
it was the summer of 7th grade going to 8th
a nigga was stressed and depressed
walking home like
“how the fuck did i manage to do this to myself”
on the brink of tears everyday scared to tell my mom
luckily they had this program
“read away your fees” or some shit like that
every half an hour you sat in the library and read it took 2 dollars off
my mother aint see me for about a month and a half.
The Equality Illusion (via lesilencieux)
I will reblog this forever and fucking ever.