I HATE THAT I FEEL THIS WAY CAUSE IT JUST DOES NOTHING AT ALL. fucccccccccccck.
It seems only yesterday I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.
But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,
I skin my knees. I bleed.
— Billy Collins, On Turning Ten (via spicecat)
