Love Is So Short.

Hannah Nash. CHS. I suffer from anorexia and anxiety. I laugh at my own jokes, and I'd like to think I'm somewhat of a friendly person. Whenever something goes wrong, I tend to act as if adding some variation of "fuck" between every word I say will fix things. I am a writer, and therefore, I write. For this same reason, I have a tendency to say too much. You might not like me, but that's okay. Usually I don't like me either, so we have something in common. Moments are the only thing you get with the people you love. Waste yours on me? I'd be glad to spend all of mine with you. creepers creepin'

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I’m convinced the worst of it is the alienation from everyone with those instances of belonging sprinkled in. It hurts more to only halfway belong than to never feel at home at all.

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