The guilt isn’t just about where I am, it’s about how much I wish I could be more for the people who believed in me first.
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The guilt isn’t just about where I am, it’s about how much I wish I could be more for the people who believed in me first.
Some days remind me of everything I think I failed at
Sometimes I hope she’d just text me out of the blue,
Talk about music we love and she would let me show I’m true.
But she’s out there, believing she’s better, apart,
While I carry her world, etched deep in my heart.
Hearing my roomates flirting with our class nerd just to get notes is the most "gawd damn shit" I've ever seen him do.....
me predicting my bestie’s replies >> her actually replying
I'm done with this life I'll see y'all In the next one
Just love it when bad people get what they deserve..
Girls Be Like ohh I have a very unique taste in music that most people don't understand.
And all she listens to is "The Weeknd".
I see you in dreams, in the places we’ve been
From the beach to the streets, where we let it all in
But reality bites, and the truth is so cold
You’re a story I told, but the pages are old
She thinks she's slick with her calculated "kindness" and fake charm, but her narcissism is showing. We see through the act—your fake emotions are obvious AF. Keep dreaming you're fooling everyone, but your "friends" aren't all buying it. You're not as untouchable as you think.
There are men who can’t feel shame, only spotlight — and they mistake both for love.
Some people grieve only when someone's watching. If the crowd laughs, they turn mourning into a performance.
It takes depth to suffer in silence. Fools announce their ruin like a victory.
When your heart is hollow, even sorrow echoes like laughter.
She’ll write poems about sadness, but never once pen an apology to the people she hurt in the storm she calls her past.
Sometimes, the only real thing a person shows you is how fake everything else about them was
I don’t need people to agree with me. I just need them to see what I’m seeing.