"don’t tell me I am pretty or thin or sweet or good until you have crawled inside my skin and felt the depths and shallows of me. only I know who I am. I live inside myself and it is a rotting cage."
my new favourite post.
(Source: crydaisy, via livelifeonpage)
I’d take care of you if you’d ask me to
Cactus Tree - Joni Mitchell 1968
and she’s so busy bein’ free