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me watching a romance, enjoying it but knowing fully well i’ll never experience that in my life:
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stay alive.
Not because your mother will cry at your loss but because the sun will come out tomorrow and you will not be there to appreciate it. Stay alive because the path will go somewhere exciting and you will not be able to experience it.
Stay alive because your favourite band might release a new song. Or your favourite series might be renewed for a new season. Stay alive because there are twenty thousand more series to hold you in your gloomy days.
Stay alive.
Not because your father will blame himself his whole life but you have a whole world out there for you to see. Because your coffee mug is sitting there waiting to be filled.
Stay alive because your older self is waiting for you to grow up as a wonderful person your father may not be. Stay alive because all the rights are waiting for you to fix them because nobody but you can do it.
Stay alive because the moon is there for you. The stars in the darkest of night need you to look up and admire them.
stay alive.
Not because your siblings will hold your clothes and remember you but your clothes need you to remove their emptiness. The next burger you are going to eat is waiting for you out there. Stay alive because a part of the air around you is reserved only for you to breathe.
Stay alive because a spot in front of the Eiffel Tower where you are standing needs to be in your album. Your streets are waiting for you to come for a walk with headphones on. Your favourite songs are waiting for you to give them that unmatchable attention.
stay alive.
Not because your lover will lose his/her half, but because of those roses in the garden waiting with love to be plucked for love. For that unwritten parchment that wants to be painted with your affection even if no one ever reads it.
Stay alive for the imaginations you have before your sleep and for the dance under the sky you want. For the days you laughed at your own jokes and the days you could not love yourself more.
Stay alive for your bedroom because it will never be the same without you. For the winds because they will never touch any skin in the same way. For the sky because no one will go crazier as you do seeing it changing colours. For the moon and the stars, you see so adoringly that they shine a little brightly for you. For all the songs who you have given a place in your heart. For all your favourite series you carry with you. For all the clothes you wear daily. For the rays of sun you love on your face and for the life that beats within you.
Stay alive for you.
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Why can nobody tolerate me
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Things were going so well. I felt like he liked me but he keeps canceling on me and I won’t see him until at least next Wednesday and I know it’ll be later than that. I’m fucking disgusted with myself for how I am and how I’m incapable of letting something be nice by fucking being annoying and overbearing. I feel gross, I feel ugly, I feel like I want to delete his number and fucking forget about how much I fucked this up already.
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Thought I’d get to see him tonight. Got so anxious about it I purged. He left before I got there. Stop. Fucking. Caring. I. Hate. Myself. For. Caring.
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“and I’ll lose sleep worrying about whether or not you’re doing the same thing over me” Journal entry 11/10/14
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I feel like this fucking haircut is pulling me into a whole new depressed state
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I’ve never felt uglier. I was so ready to love my hair. I was so excited to feel good about my hair for once. And now I don’t want to leave the house. Now I want to shave my head. Now I want to fucking kill myself
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My discord group keeps joking about simping for me and I can’t get it out of the back of my mind that they’re mocking me and joking about liking me and making me the butt off the joke. I know I’m being parainoid. I know I’m overthinking this and that it’s probably just my friends joking around and being supportive but the thought is always there that they’re keeping me around to joke about. That they’re too nice to tell me to fuck off and to shut up. I’m too fucking insecure about literally anything and everything my mind can come up to be insecure about. I over analyze everything I’ve said way too much. It’s hard not to focus on the social fuck ups ive made
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Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.
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Well I stopped eArLier...but I still have a shit ton of these
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Family member:
“you know you can lose weight in a healthy way that won’t kill you, right?”
Me:
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i feel fucking broken...
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Fuck this quarantine, I should've been with you right now.
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