sometimes I get so jealous of other people’s social skills. like damn. they can talk to people?? and people like them?? look at all those people who like them. wtf. illegal
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sometimes I get so jealous of other people’s social skills. like damn. they can talk to people?? and people like them?? look at all those people who like them. wtf. illegal
i carry a lot of hurt in my heart but that will not stop me from growing and healing and becoming better than i have ever been
via http://weheartit.com/entry/272578559
“But how, how, how can I tell people exactly what I feel without destroying everything?”
— Juansen Dizon (via juansendizon)
why am i so sad? // 1.8.2017
“I always said you’re worth it but I forgot, I’m worth it too”
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My New Years resolution is to stop wondering if I’m good enough for other people and start wondering if they’re good enough for me.
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I don’t know (by zoe/pisceo)
“Do you ever get in those moods where you don’t know how you feel and everything kinda feels mixed up and you’re just sitting there alone in your room trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with yourself”
— (via unknown)
Currently trying to blow the voices out of my head with music.
Note to self: it doesn't work.
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Sometimes I wonder how they do it. How do they get up in the morning, the ache of exhaustion in their bones, minds rattling with the fear that their dreams left them with. How do they get through their day like that? And then I realized I do it too..