There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don’t feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try you can’t seem to connect to anyone or anything.

2 weeks ago · 0 notes

After meeting you, I finally understand what it means to see someone and smile for no reason.

1 year ago · 0 notes

I’m actually really sad , but if I were to post this on facebook everyone would tell me to stop bitching…:/

1 year ago · 1 note

You’re not anyone special to me; you’re just a guy. So don’t lead me on especially if it’s a lie. So leave me alone like you’ve always done because you hurt me too much to be the right one.

1 year ago · 2 notes

There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who won’t anymore, and who always will. And in the end you learn who is fake, who is true and who would risk it all for you.

1 year ago · 3 notes

You say I’m old news, well who the new star? Cause if I’m going anywhere, it’s probably too far

1 year ago · 0 notes

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I think life is simpler than we tend to think. We look for answers and more answers. But there are no answers. Things happen in life, good things and bad. People say, ‘Why did it happen to me?’ Well, why not? Some people win the lottery, and others die in a car crash. It happens, and there is nothing we can do about it. The universe doesn’t care what happens to you.

1 year ago · 0 notes

When I fake being mad at my friends and walk away like

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1 year ago · 90,749 notes

yess… pretty much haha.
You’re all backstabbing bitches who judge people on their looks and not personalities. You judge, you lie, you deceive and you think that anything slightly over a fine line is the extreme. let me clear this up for you. Nobody is perfect, everyone is different, and no matter WHAT you all think, you can all go suck a dick because you’re judgmental opinion doesn’t matter to any of us.

1 year ago · 0 notes