Sarah K. // Arkansas. // Professional ginger extraordinaire.

Instagram: sarahkain_

"

Noah, I’m scared that I’m dying
again.
How have you been? Or where
have you been?

There are weird spots on my tongue
and I’m convinced it’s cancer.
I haven’t thrown up in two days
but I also haven’t really eaten.
I’ll count it as a victory.

Noah, I’ve got that pain in my chest
that feels like a heart attack,
but you’re not here to keep me calm.
You weren’t last time, either, but
I can’t go to the hospital
by myself, again.
The way they look at me
makes me feel worse.

Noah, it’s just anxiety. I’m not
dying, but my throat hurts and
I can’t stop coughing.
I’m not dying. I’m not.

Noah, what’s your last name again?
I want to send you a postcard
from Jersey, just so you know
how good you’ve got it. Wherever
you are.

If I take a deep breath, I can
hear the wheezing in my chest.
I’m not dying, but I must be if
I’m so afraid that I am.

Noah, will you come melt
my bones and take me to the
doctor?

If they tell me I’m making all
of this up, I’ll rip my hair out.
I’ll kiss them.

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calumashtons:

me: *gets jealous*
me: chill

danielodowd:

missjyu

lameborghini:

current emotion: 20% battery

17yr:

woah calm down im just trying to date your dad

"You go your way
I’ll go your way too"
Leonard Cohen, Book of Longing (via larmoyante)
"If anybody could have saved me it would have been you."
Virginia Woolf, excerpt from her suicide letter to her husband (via larmoyante)