i hope you don’t mind. i hope you...
the itch; a short film about desperation.
[[MORE]] T H E I T C H INT. RACHEL’S ROOM. DAY. RACHEL sits perched on the edge of an unmade double bed. She is about 20, slim and pretty but tired and ill-looking. She wears a large t-shirt with some sort of ironic or comic slogan on it, decidedly unfashionable, and a pair of pyjama shorts. Her hair is messy and she wears no makeup. Sunlight streams through a window off-screen and bounces off...
so i’ve been spending all my time these last couple of days either seeing various counselors, psychiatrists and doctors about my eating/drinking, working on stuff for uni or watching dvds with tom. it’s been good for me, i think. i feel like i’ve been really busy but in actual fact a lot of my time has been spent lying in bed staring at the ceiling, wasting time on the internet...
Anonymous asked: i've gathered that whenever you're happy you subconsciously find a way to fuck it up.you deserve to be better and even more happy then you are right now, remember that.
if it makes you less sad, i’ll take your pictures all down. every picture you paint, i will paint myself out. it’s cold as a tomb, and it’s dark in your room when i sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds.
maisiees-deactivated20130417 asked: i'm so glad ^^ catch up soon baba?! xxxx
maisiees-deactivated20130417 asked: love and miss you! you're looking so good at the moment! well done ^^, you lovely little creature! xxxx