Voices in your head are there to stay

What I hear.


This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
down the black boxes on your scantron
so the grading machine skips the wrong
answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
this is how to National Honor Society.
This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
Least” for senior superlatives. This is
stepping around the kids having panic
attacks in the hallway. This is being the
kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
This is making the A with purple moons
stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
high school student has the same anxiety
levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
by heart, but short-circuit when asked
“How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
We usually know the answer, but rarely
know ourselves.

HIGH SCHOOL By Blythe Baird (via blythebrooklyn)

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"If you were a drug, there wouldn’t be a sober vein in my body."
i’m fucking addicted to you (via the-psycho-cutie)


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Shit my eyes are sweating again…

I just want you to accept me no matter how wrong I am. No matter what you’re friends think. You’re supposed to lift me up instead of bringing me down.


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"I broke my rules for you, isn’t that enough?"
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Everything I’ve wanted to say

No its okay I get it now. You don’t even want me there.

I wish that you would care that I’m not even gonna be there.

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