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it’s like i’m sitting in a crowd of people on the bleachers, but i still feel like there’s no one there - empty
god dammit why is my mind so full of thoughts irrelevant to this, my imagination is going wild and i’m trying to pay attention to my math homework.
la tristesse durera toujours
it’s moments like this when you’re in complete solitude when you realize how lonely you really are - alone and lonely are two different things.
it’s like i’m alone but i don’t want anyone i’ll push everyone away i can’t deal with anyone i can’t do it i don’t wanna be here maybe someone will just sit with me in complete silence and maybe i’ll be okay
bravery is when you ignore the demons taunting you in your head and you move on with your day.
she jumped off the plank and dived in with the sharks little did they know a small weak girl like her had a heart and the sharks in the water were nothing compared to the ones swimming the the depths of her thoughts - she lived
i’m flying above watching all on the ground weep and i think, why be sad? there’s a whole world out there then i wake up and i’m the one weeping on the ground
even after all that i can still look into your eyes and be unable to hold back a smile.
we can’t skip the hard part because it’s gonna help us grow
as soon as you show someone that you’d do anything for them then they may take that to their advantage.
i’m not the girl that a boy will chase from side of the world to the other. i’m not the girl that all the boys praise and describe her with words like “perfect”. i’m not the girl boys would wait a lifetime for. i’m not the girl you’d see in a romance movie that doesn’t have a sharp bone existing in their body. i’m not the girl they’ll follow all the way to the airport to say goodbye to. i’m not the girl they’ll stand outside the window with a radio for. i’m not the girl they’ll ever need. i’m just the girl they’ll waste their days with until the right one comes around. i’m just the girl
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i was so happy but now i’m so so very sad. i don’t think my happiness ever stays long, i don’t think it will ever stay long. the sadness always comes back to haunt our minds. the pain will never go away la tristesse durera toujours
sometimes i wonder why people look at death like it’s a tragedy. it’s not the tragedy, it’s everything leading up to it that is the tragedy.
twinkle twinkle little star let me get hit by a car jump off a roof and try to fly oh god i wish i could die twinkle twinkle little knife help me end this wretched life.
i keep letting them hurt me and i’m doing nothing to stop it.
what makes me… me? what qualities do i have? how do other perceive me? i end up getting to the conclusion to stop getting in my own head and being silly. to sit back and relax. but i’m one of the rare few that has so much trouble relaxing. my mind wanders…. i’m a dreamer they say. i think too in depth. oh well.
what a fucking cruel world.
