perrfectly:

“And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center.”

— Augusten Burroughs (via perrfectly)

Life is so fragile. 

feeling suffocated by my own anxiety

lostincape-town:

You know what’s really awesome? The feeling you get after winter is over and the air is finally warm and you open your windows and then a while later you walk into your room and it smells like a new beginning