When you realize you're trash
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When you realize you're trash
“It is hard to stop loving the ocean, even after it has left you gasping.”
— Sarah Kay (via quotemadness)
My skin is burning
I just want to be touched
Sometimes I wonder what people are saying about me when I'm not in the room
But then I remember I don't exist
I'll always listen
Anyone can share there story with me especially if you have no one else to share it with
Soft mood
“Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from the Underground
“I was born with an enormous need for affection and a terrible need to give it.”
— Audrey Hepburn
you write enough poems
and you think you’re repeating yourself and you probably are, but that’s what happens,
and it happens,
and it happens again.
sometimes it’s boring,
but sometimes there’s a hint of shine when you least expect it,
on a cold Monday, when your mother sings a 90′s tune on the way home from a chain restaurant.
your father jokes about living to 100,
you sit in the back seat, smiling in the dark.
it’s repetitive, old, you’ve been here before, but that’s the best part.
There's nothing worse than the feeling that you're losing everyone around you.
And there's nothing you can do about it.
Nostalgia is the worst drug out there.
“do not tell me i’m wrong when you still stand indecisive.”
— diandra
It's 2 am and Facebook memories have me getting all depressed reminding me of my times in school and the Bad Times. Like it's been 6 years please let yourself out.