I want to feel something, ANYTHING. Even pain is better than the emptiness i feel right now

I just wrote down all of the times where you did me wrong, but I just deleted them. I’m ready to make it work. Are you? I realize both of us have our own imperfections. I guess pressure in life and people got in our way. I have my scars too, deeper than you think. Of all the years of our friendship, I needed you so badly last year, you had no idea. Oh no, you had no idea. Our communication broke down so badly, I didn’t even know how to tell you. And I’m sorry for judging you. I may have tons of people around me now, but no, nobody can replace what we had. I may have been stupid once, twice…but no, enough, I miss you. I have been so used to keeping it all inside, I couldn’t even tell you that. Screw what they say. Screw every single bad thing that happens in our lives. Screw all this “pay back to each other”. I just wished we could have been there for each other. I needed to isolate myself, to think. I’m sorry. I’m slowly picking the pieces back up, and I’m trying to put everything back together. Yes, I admit it, we hurt each other. Maybe it was me, maybe it was you. Either way, I couldn’t believe we let her come between us. We were close, tight. We were each other’s rock. I didn’t even realize why I kept picking stuff that was your favourite music when I went shopping. It’s not even my favourite music. And yet I asked for them anyway. They say its tough once you lose each other’s trust, but I believe it was a mixture of miscommunication and bad judgment. We can do this. Both of us. We can. We just need to start somewhere. Let’s make it work.

There is only one person who won’t walk away from me. There is only one person who won’t judge me for my actions. There is only one person who won’t take takes both with and against me. There is only one person who will stay with me throughout every heartbreak, friendship and whatever else life throws at me. There is only one person who understand me. There is only one person who will criticise me truthfully. There will only be one person who throughout everything will be at my side 100%

I thought it was you but it isn't.

That person is me.

I don’t deserve to find true love.

this reminded me of desolation sound.I think about him every fucking day.

I feel like I want to cry right now, but I can't because Kellys coming over.

My favourite part about my smile is that it can hide anything.

It can hide the fact that I feel like I am suffocating in my own body.

I’m scared that I’ll never be able to let go.

Not that I’ll never be able to move on. But that I’ll meet someone and still never have the feeling that you gave me. Knowing that I’ll never have you. Never. I would never have the same sensational feeling. And the worst part: You’re not even in my life anymore. That’s what hurts the most.

I liked beach drives because it meant that I got to stay in your presence for that much longer.

I miss your long hugs.

Even though you’re the one who screws up every single time, I want you back. And I know that you’re no good for me or whatever you want to say. But I really don’t care. You know me better than I know myself. You know my likes and dislikes and stuff that no one would ever know because I don’t even know them myself. But you cheat, you leave, and then come back thinking everything will be okay as “friends.” And we all know that you’re the worst thing for me. But we also all know that if and when you come back asking for another chance, I’d say yes in a heartbeat and I’ll be willing to get hurt and go through the cycle all over again. And sadly, I’m okay with that.

I wish you were as amazing as I say you are

I’ve discovered that you can’t be constantly worried about what people do or what they think about you; because if you do, your life becomes less than a life. It becomes merely an attempt to cope.

I could not stop thinking about you today.

Mostly, I couldn't stop thinking about how you weren't thinking about me. I wish you still cared

I dont know whatto do with myself anymore. theres nothing good about me left.

I wish I took this picture. I want to be beside you.

Heartbroken. Really, really bad.

Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.