I feel like a chore to you, something you have to put effort into but really don't want to, an obligation
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Anyone else just feel insanely unlovable?
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The slightest inconvenience makes me want to kill myself so bad,
I don't think most people understand how violent it is
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Falling in love is so terrifying. To be completely vulnerable with a person. To open up and present my heart to them. To share all of my secrets, to show them the worst side of me.
The fear that they might leave me, when they get to know the real me is extremely frightening. Maybe, I have convinced myself that I am unlovable, so when anyone ever likes me, I think it's a joke...
"Say you're lucky, Say you're lucky to love me like you used to, even if it isn't true.
I want you to lie, lie right to my face ..."
- lie by shasha sloan
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im drunk but not eating at all so yes hi
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In shadows cast, they label me,
A beast with vicious snarl.
Yet in my eyes, the truth they flee,
A pup, afraid, and scarred.
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I apologize
I'm sorry I'm too needy
Sorry I'm not strong
Sorry I ask you questions
Sorry I take up space
Sorry I cry a lot
Sorry I feel too much
Sorry I exist....
I'll try to fix it.
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You know, when I see how some of my closest friend treat me, I genuinely feel unworthy of love, affection and attention…
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i think i’m scared to love because i don’t know what it is. because i’ve never felt it before. because i don’t know how to love…because i’m bad at it. because anyone who’s every “loved” me lies. because everything i love, it’s not enough, it’s not right, it’s not real. maybe i can’t love, maybe i wasn’t made to love or to be loved. maybe love just isn’t for me.
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It's when the truck coming at you sounds like a relief that you need to start to worry again
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the realization that guys still do make the first move, they just don’t do that for me ruined my life
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I wish my hands didn't stain everything they touch,
I was born guilty, and have carried that guilt through my life.
I am a sinner cursed to love a saint.
I cannot hold you without your wings being crushed beneath the weight of my sins.
I am an ugly thing,
Unlovable some may say.
You hold my face in the palms of your hands, wiping my tears.
I feel the light of your goodness shine through my cloud of hate and pain. I love you, undeserving as I am.
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