I think I just found out what hurts the most... the fact that the most important person to you doesn't give a shit about you, your opinion or what you have to say...

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I think I just found out what hurts the most... the fact that the most important person to you doesn't give a shit about you, your opinion or what you have to say...
I can't fucking make it stop!!!! I try and I try and I try... but I can't seem to make it fucking stop hurting.... I can't make life liveable, enjoyable, colorful, It's so hard to even wake up in the morning... go about my day, without feeling like my head is about to explode every single minute, and the worst part is, I have to go through this alone... I tell my friends about this and that, but they don't have to go through hell.... I do
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
crying without tears is painful
Any idiot can have sex. But can you make a woman feel safe? Comfortable? Appreciated? Adored? Can you support her at her worst? No? Then stay the fuck away from her.
What state do you live in?
constant stress
do u ever miss your own energy. like damn what happened to me
how much of it was real?
rainer maria rilke, letters to a young poet
they say people never change, but that’s bullshit
So we broke each other’s heart
Let’s drink to that