I’m fine. I’m fine.” These words are all I have to hide...– Motion City Soundtrack; “A-Ok”
Time and time again, you’ve told me just how much you miss me. And time and time again, I get upset at how much of a lie that is. At how much bullshit it is that we’re ever going to catch up. So I gave up bothering, because you so fucking clearly had no time for me. Now all your friends, all the friends that I’ve made around you are ignoring me too. Congratulations. I hope...
Sara, Kanye is no Uncle Kracker…step off! <3
i wish you had realised.
it’s fucking futile and in my head. if i was able to help you understand what it is growing and festering inside of me, i would.
Joan Said Please - A Life Once Lost
it could have been easier then this. it could have been so much more enjoyable, for the both of us. but it wasn’t right. for me to waste time with you. thinking I even had a chance to make a difference in your life. just forget about it. forget about me. I was only trying to make you happy. you touched my face and kissed me on the forehead. this could not be the end. the end of ...
these thoughts rattling round in my head…i’ll go mad soon enough.
It’s so much easier to pretend.
please take me out… of a world without any heart take me out when they...– Have Heart; “Watch Me Sink”
why is it the one person you want to talk to most, to spill everything out to - is the one person who’s never around when you need them?
Sydney is my escape (my escape in Australia, that is). And when I start feeling down, I just want to go back and hug people and sit in a park and drink coffee and ramble on. I also don’t want to go back because I’ll miss everyone here, and miss them all there when I leave.
i think i would prefer to be perpetually numb than swinging back and forth. maybe then, in the clouded existance of numbness - i wouldn’t care about all this bullshit. i wouldn’t be constantly over thinking. i wouldn’t think i stand a chance. i wouldn’t care if i didn’t. i wouldn’t be worried about people lying to me. i wouldn’t worry about false friends....
I never fucking learn.
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,...– Sylvia Plath (via clavicola)
just bottle everything up.
It’s going to end up making me worse, but I can’t help but want to make you alright.
I’m getting quite comfortable in my hate for people. Especially when people give me more reason to realise humanity is a disgusting thing which will destroy itself. I really am beyond care at this point.
self loathing, misanthropic, self destruction.
I may be vindictive, but...
It’s always funny, when people who cause you hurt in some way, get hurt in a similar way. Fucking suck it, cunts.
Won’t be your fucking back up plan anymore.