I’m suppose to be happy and love life but Im fucking sad on the inside and I hate that I have to hide it. Hiding it only makes it worse.

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I’m suppose to be happy and love life but Im fucking sad on the inside and I hate that I have to hide it. Hiding it only makes it worse.
My default setting is assuming people don’t want to talk to me
#when someone asks me how life’s going
idk about you but im trapped in a brain that hates me and im exhausted
He tried to hide 🌦 . . . . .
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if my first love had stayed
he wakes up, makes his breakfast and leaves for work before i am up. he doesn’t kiss me goodbye while i sleep. he says he forgets to. he is always forgetting. we sleep so far apart it feels like we are in different beds. i am convinced one day the space between our bodies will be so big i won’t be able to reach him anymore. he says he loves me but it doesn’t sound how it used to. i wonder if love is supposed to make you feel so unlovable. i say it back but the words feel empty in my mouth. they linger in the air a moment before they are enveloped in the silence that fills the room. it is always the words that aren’t said that hurt the most. the silence becomes a part of our daily life. the third person in the relationship we turn to when all else fails. his words have made me cry but somehow his silence stings so much more. i wonder what happened to the two kids that learned what love was together. i wonder if this was always going to be our fate. if we were never meant to be forever, if we were only meant to be for the time being. i wonder if there is someone who would remember to kiss me before they leave for work. i wonder if love is remembering how to stop loving. if love is walking away. i am starting to think sometimes love is knowing it’s time to go no matter how badly you’d like to stay.
One of the worst feelings in the world is the feeling of not being good enough for someone.
I deserve someone who actually gives a fuck about me because I’ve spent my entire life making other people happy when all they did was leave.
I don’t feel like M̶y̶s̶e̶l̶f̶
And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.
— Douglas Coupland, Life After God
are you sure you wanna know
I’m scared my mental illness makes me unlovable.
I’m great at making people believe that I don’t care when they leave.
(via forever-deep-in-thought)
Fucking Facts.
Burn!