for the longest time
you sit and stare confident that it’s everybody else
and then that little bit of doubt slithers into your brain
What if it’s actually me? What if I’m the crazy one?
(via brendabui)
(Source: amazinglykasey, via his-amor)
in attempts to search for something real
all you get are a bunch of fucking mirages.
your smile is beautiful.
I dont even know, but you
now that I look back
you made me realize a lot of things about myself. You changed my immaturity and how I saw people and this world because of a previous relationship. Oh how that one was toxic. I guess what I’m saying is that my life is actually so much better now with all the things that you taught me. Even though its without you. Even though I didn’t think it was possible back then. I can express my gratitude for that.
Teaching a successful businessman in taiwan english on skype for money?
Score. Hopefully he takes me on his trips.
cause i got no problem with saying goodbye, is it wrong that im ganna be having the time of my life
having no problem with saying goodbye is a trait only held by those who once cared too much. trying to protect yourself from the emotions, the void, the thrill.
what you were wrong about though is the fact that you thought you wouldn’t feel a thing.
oh, trust me, you feel.
”
Those who are heartless once cared too much.
(via derpquisha)
(Source: partly-me, via derpquisha)
I can honestly say I am officially done with all this bullshit.
I need a change of scenery.
I said dont try me baby, I’ll make you hot trick
oh you a good girl? it’s cool I play pretend too
I’ve got a heavy heart
It’s like I need to get something off of my chest, yet I don’t know what to say, I don’t know who to tell it to, and I don’t know how to spend my time so that it might go away. I long to admire someone. I long to tell them how much better the world is with them in it. I long all these unrealistic things. I say all these things that I don’t necessarily mean, but I say them to make others happy. why is that? Does it matter? It eats me up inside. Even to the people I’ve held closest to in my heart I haven’t been completely honest with. I’ve kept my secrets and I’ve lied about things that I shouldn’t have. I dont know what persistance and perseverance means anymore because of the walls that I keep up. I give people one chance now; if I see any fault in how they interact with me they are perished forever until proven otherwise. It’s like I’ve gotten used to saying goodbye, that even if my words say and my heart longs for you to stay, you are already gone to me.
I don’t deserve anyone; I’ve done some shitty things.
I see the lifestyle and the person I want to emulate
yet I dont know if I am that person.
what a blow to the self esteem
looking at you melts my heart.
