Mood: Hamilton referring to himself in third person to compliment himself in Right Hand Man

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Mood: Hamilton referring to himself in third person to compliment himself in Right Hand Man
Messages I never sent #22
I depended on you. I loved you. I cared for you. I knew you. But I wasn’t ever enough for you
There was this one girl, she always seemed on top of the world. Everyone who saw her would think she was always happy with a smile like hers...But she was hiding something behind that smile, if you looking into her eyes you could see everything, but most of all, the sadness. They say the prettiest eyes have cried the most tears. That's correct, she had the prettiest eyes anyone had ever seen or known. Only because she cries herself to sleep at night. She cried in the bathroom at school. She cried in the shower. She cried when nobody is looking. Everybody would think she's happy, but if you really knew her, if you knew her lady, if you've been through what she's been through. You might've ended up like her. She's been through so much. So much stress. So much heartbreak. Because of those heartbreaks, she doesn't believe in love anymore, she won't believe in it until somebody actually shows her the the true meaning of it. She's under so much stress because she has to get and keep her grades up to make her parents happy, so she can get into a good, or even better education. But she can't keep up with it. Everything is holding her back. Her thoughts most of all. God, her thoughts are surely something different. She's always thinking about escaping, to travel around the world, to get away from her life here, to start anew. But would she go alone? Oh no. She would go with one of her best friends. One of her true best friends who didn't leave when she went through hard times. One of her friends that don't talk about her behind her back. One of her friends that likes her for her. She has gone through so many friendships, all of them ended horribly. Only a few people in her class liked her. The rest thought she was annoying, they thought she hung out with the guys too much. They say she's "boy crazy" then tell her which guys she should go for. She only had a few very good friends, who she knows will never leave, and if they ever do she doesn't know what she'll do. She'll probably become numb and never leave her room anymore, just stop doing everything. Stop making everyone smile with her (fake) smile. But there's one thing she wouldn't stop. She wouldn't stop crying. She wouldn't stop crying because if one of her true best friends left her, she would have realized they didn't care about her anymore, that they probably just wanted to help her; to make her feel okay. Maybe they saw the sadness in her eyes and thought it would be a good thing to help her. Maybe they saw the sadness in her eyes slowly fade away and they faded away with it. She thinks about things like this. She thinks about what life would be like if she wasn't faking a smile the whole time. What like would be like if everyone liked her. If you were just a stranger passing by on the street and you got a glance at her, you would think that she is the most perfect person on earth can that she's so happy, she has the perfect body...yet she hates it. She doesn't eat. She's been anorexic for years now. But when she does eat, she barely eats anything and then goes and makes herself throw up as soon as possible. Yeah, she has the perfect body..but she doesn't think so. She hates herself so much, you wouldn't know that by looking at her. Her best friends have a feeling about how she feels about herself. They've asked her if she's okay and she just replies with the same thing. "I'm fine." And they still believe the lies. The only reason why she doesn't tell them how she feels is because she's afraid that they'll leave her. Maybe they will. Maybe they won't. What she doesn't know is that no matter what, even if things get worse, they will never leave. They made a promise to be her best friend. And making a promise to be someone's best friend means promising to never leave them. No. Matter. What. She is really, truly scared. She is really, truly sick and tired. She's sick of always feeling like she's not good enough. She's tired of being tired. She never sleeps because once again, her thoughts keep her awake. But these thoughts are different. In these thoughts, her demons get to her. Her Demond get to her so hard she starts to question her own existence. "Why am I here?" "Would anyone notice if I'm gone?" And most of all, "Would anyone care if I died?" Truth is, so many people would care. Even if it was one who barely knew her, they would care. Everyone would care if she left. No one would smile anymore, they always smiled when they looked at her because she was far beyond perfect, she was more than perfect. So maybe she won't leave. Maybe she'll stay. Or maybe she'll fulfill her dreams and travel for a living. She's wanted to travel ever since she was little..she got to though. But she still dreams about it. She daydreams about how she could start a new life, with people who don't know her. She and her best friend both.
I dreamt and dreamt but I am living in a nightmare.
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Sometimes I wish I had never met you. Because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there.
Good Will Hunting, Dir. Gus Van Sant (via wnq-movies)
How could she feel nostalgia when he was right in front of her? How can you suffer from the absence of a person who is present?
Milan Kundera, Identity (via thelovejournals)
I am strangely tired, not from having talked so much but at the mere thought of what I still have to say.
Albert Camus, The Fall (via thelovejournals)
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You’re not a bad person because you want to be yourself.
Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper (via wordsnquotes)
The further inside you hide the hurt, the more it hurts inside. All wounds need air to heal.
Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via wordsnquotes)