no one ever likes me as much as i like them and that’s it
She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The...– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via fuckyeahdepressingshit)
nakednumbstupidstaying: I fought too hard for you. While I was battling your demons, mine drowned me. Why didn’t you fight too?
lavitael-bella: If people knew the thoughts that I hold for myself they would no longer see as the “confident, outgoing, care free” girl they see me as. It’s almost as if I’m lying to each person I meet because what I may seem on the outside is far from what I feel on the inside. I’m a mess, a complete utter mess.
I just want to write myself a world and go live in it
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...– Edgar Allan Poe (via eroticasa)
‘Hurt myself again to day, and the worst part is that there is no one else to blame.’
I don’t want to be this way anymore. I don’t want to be sad, I don’t want to constantly be afraid of losing someone, sitting in fear. I hate it. I was so different last year. Sure I was sad, but I wasn’t scared. I wasn’t afraid of losing someone every second they weren’t around me. Death did this to me. Death made me careless, cold hearted, fragile, and weak. I...
I am afraid of getting older… I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from...– Sylvia Plath, written in 1949 at age 17 (via vamoose)
I used to think I was tough, but then I realized I wasn’t. I was fragile and I...– James Frey (via litttlegremlin)
I don’t believe in love at first sight but I do believe in seeing someone from...– Ryan O’Connell (via litttlegremlin)