I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.

Mary Kate Teske  (via walterwhite666)

Like are you fucking kidding me?

Coffee? Wth am I suppose to do, hold my nose and gulp?