Maybe my heart was born to be broken, to love too deeply, and never be chosen.
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Maybe my heart was born to be broken, to love too deeply, and never be chosen.
unchosen © All Rights Reserved — Jai
i’m not a place you can visit whenever you’re lonely and leave when you feel better.
why does the last hour before sleep feel like the only time my life belongs to me
probably needed a hug but instead i sat in my room thinking about how it all went wrong
“I need you to love me a little louder today.”
— Unknown
the loneliest people are often surrounded by conversations too small for them
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life gets weird when you realize no one is coming
I see nothing, it's so dark in my head.
~velletrun
“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
And maybe that's the tragedy of people like me. We keep offering water to a world that left us thirsty. We keep building homes in our chest for people who never planned to stay. And somehow, after all of it, we still leave the porch light on.
-Notes from the bathroom floor.
i am slowly learning that not every empty feeling needs to be filled. some emptiness is just space finally returning to me
“Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.”
— John Green, An Abundance of Katherines
It’s a turn off when u find out that u care about someone’s emotions and they don’t
My life is a constant cycle between "I need to rest before I burn out" and "I'm wasting my potential, I should work harder"
Am I the only one who, driven by self-hatred, achieves incredible things, only to wonder afterwards why I feel completely exhausted and empty?