I don’t really trust you.
I’m afraid you’re talking to another girl the same way you talk to me.
Whenever I’m talking to you,
I think about this and it’s hard for me to continue our conversation.
You disgust me.
But I’m still madly in love with you.
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That look in your eyes whenever I see you. In that look, I see the pain of being alone, the pain of thinking no one would care if you just disappeared. Feelings I knew very well because I came very close to ending my own life not too long ago. Everyday you come in, I always try to make small talk, ask you how your day went, listen to you rant about your boss and co workers. I just want you to know that someone would miss you if you were gone. Someone cares about you. You are important.
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You’re being a sweetheart & a douche at the same time. How is that even possible?
(Source: blogsecret)
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I’m not okay.
I’m so scared of life.
i almost want someone to see me looking sad or the marks on my arm
almost want to tell someone everything
i want to skip the next year.
sometimes i want to skip my whole life.
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(via ohlaloove)
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(via starlight66)
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