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"… and the weight of the earth is pressed to my ribs."

- Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via halluzinogen)

(via lastnightwefellinlove)

*looking at my legs*: Oh my god why
*looking at my stomach*: Oh my god why
*looking at my arms*: Oh my god why
*looking at my face*: Oh my god why
*trying to exercise*: Oh my god why
*eating shitty food*: Oh my god why
*weighing myself*: Oh my god why
*looking at my life*: Oh my god why
*looking at my music taste*: cool man