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sorry for getting wet just from making out it’s because i’m a slut for you
sorry not sorry
I can't help it. That hope that arises every birthday that it'll be special. I know better by now. But I just can't help it.
It always ends with sadness and tears and the pain in my chest.
I will never be treated or thought of, like I do others.
I try to cling to happy things, but they feel so fleeting. Easily suffocated by the disappointment.
Brokenhearted again. Are we surprised?
It's supposed to be for the best but I already miss you.
Why couldn't it just fucking work out for once?
Why am I not enough?
I'm a good person. A good friend. I'm appreciated. But I'm only good enough for single hangouts. I'm the filler friend.
It's all I'm good enough for.
Why am I not worthy of more?
"am I being annoying" are you aware that my heart is trying to crawl out of my chest to get to you
I deserve to be loved.
But no one HAS TO love me.
I don’t know if it’s even depression anymore or if I’m just that fucking lonely.
The mask will always be on. It's getting heavier and harder to wear.
If you ever see me happy, smiling, laughing, remember that's only in that moment. You'd think I'm two separate people; you'd never know.
Because I'm so far from okay.
hey girl you’re reblogging fanart of your comfort ship from 2016 are you okay
am i looking for validation from strangers on the internet to make me feel better? yes.
is it working? no.
will i keep doing it? absolutely.
i’m okay with fictional men becoming unhinged over the loves of their lives actually
tricked myself into drinking water by putting a silly straw in it
put a straw in anything and I will down it like nobodies business.
me: i'd love to be in a relationship
*is shown any kind of affection*
me: yikes yikes yikes yikes yikes yik
I wish the water I'm downing was vodka instead.
Drowning in it would be more peaceful.