i hope one day you are at peace with yourself. i hope you can take a shower without crying and you can close your eyes without thinking about your funeral. i hope one day you start singing in the shower again and are happy for no reason. i hope you get better, because you really deserve to.
I feel like I’m going to cut but, lets face it, I’m a senior. I can’t go to college with scars on my arm. At least the oones I already have are old and barely noticeable unless you look directly at my arm. And those were done freshman year. There’s NO WAY I’m going to go to school with new scars on my arms.
But I feel like I can’t breathe. I need to do something. I’m losing my mind. I’m going to lose it.
I truly hate myself right now. I mean, why am i doing this to myself and to others. I just don’t understand what I’m doing with my life anymore. -sigh- Maybe I should stop trying. Period. Maybe I shouldn’t even try to be happy.
I don’t think my boyfriend cares anymore, but, to be honest, I don’t think I do either. I mean, I wasn’t expecting much. I was expecting 3 but I guess 2 is alright. I mean, what can you do, right? If he doesn’t put in effort, I’m not going to shove myself down his throat. If he’s done then I’m done. Period.
do you ever just see your friends getting really close with other people and you can just feel yourself slowly becoming less important to them and you get this really deep ache in your heart and everything just hurts
yo fuck anyone who doesn’t want you in their life and fuck anyone who treats you bad and fuck anyone who breaks your heart because they’re all fuckin losers and they’re definitely not worth your time because your time is precious and the only people who deserve it are people who treat you right and are nice and don’t lie to you and buy you ice cream.
“Humans are things that don’t know the true value of something precious until they lose and if somehow, they get that precious thing back, they’ll forget its value again.”—Ban Midou (via zumainthyfuture)