that moment when you feel so empty that you can’t even tumblr.
Close
I’m so damn tired.
,,
I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via le-coeur-retreci)
(Source: serialstranger, via le-coeur-retreci)
