#spilled rant

[imnotsleeping76]

"there are those days and moments when you just feel like life has kicked your arse - you have taken hit after hit and are TKO. Whether it's the endless bills, the shitty boss, the unsupportive partner, the kiddies being relentless rascals, the latest super bugs attacking your defences, there are no comforting words that will rescue you right now - everything hurts, everything aches and you're just like... Ugh! Well, just go back to basics and go ahead and cry your absolute head off - yes, you too fellas. I'm sure you'll have drained any remaining energy away, then just lie down and go to sleep. Tomorrow will begin again in the morning, so we'll deal with this shit then. Night night, sleep tight ♥. "

- D @imnotsleeping76

[teachmehowtopoetry-blog]

dear future girlfriend, it has been a long and painful road, dozens of girls and one too many heartbreaks for me to get to where i am now. it was the countless nights i stayed up reminiscing on distant memories and reevaluating my every move for me to realize why i do the things i do. why i run when things get hard, why i feel like i’m never going to be happy with the person in front of me, why i want the people i can’t have, and why i always say i’m done with love but fall so hard for the people who give me the slightest bit of attention. but i’ve learned my lessons and have grown into a stronger person because of them. i promise to not run when things get hard. i promise to be open about my feelings and let you know whats on my mind, i promise to not get too irritated at things, i promise to not take my bad days out on you, i promise to love you 5ever, if you promise to stay. - broken promises & petty satire // cxw 

[peripheralism]

a goddamn rant

okay. so, like...friends exist right? and sometimes these friendships are like cotton candy swirls that fall on your tongue in a happy fluff of sugary promises but then it just melts too quickly and all that rush of sucrose entering your system just STAYS and doesn’t go away until you realise that you’re sitting on your bed at 10 PM attempting to pass tomorrow’s English exam and all you want to do is cry your heart out. 

and the worst bit? 

you want to cry on that fucking asshole’s shoulder. 

-x- 

people leave. i mean, t really doesn’t surprise me anymore. maybe it’s their general incompetency to maintain people, or maybe it’s just my nature that attracts people for an oh-so-very-brief moment and then decides to repel all of humanity, when the universe fucking knows that i am a bloody extrovert who apparently needs people around her to function. 

i can’t even oppose that. 

goddammit. 

-x- 

so i can’t fucking study. i can’t fucking write (clearly). i can’t seem to keep friends, i can’t seem to be good enough for someone i loved and adored at one time, to stay until that one spot in the room is illuminated by dawn. i can’t seem to wrap my head around the idea of permanency because how can i (?), when my brain is stretched and yanked in so many different ways on a daily basis. i can’t seem to ever be satisfied by the way i look or act or feel or do or even when i fucking breathe. 

my heart hurts and it’s weighing me down like a ton of bricks and i don’t know how to fix it.

the ache is constant, the ache is too goddamn real to negate it. 

[iantheforlornwriter]

Susan

'Have you heard about Susan?' That's what you always overhear The poor girl Always the topic of all ears 'Did you hear that she-' They say Without knowing her Without knowing why she did what she did They see the side of Susan In her tight jeans And cotton tops And judge her They don't hear about the crying In cinemas Sitting alone in twin seats Tissues stuffed in her nose I've heard about Susan And I know about Susan They don't understand that Susan Is Susan Or what makes her Susan Is her Susan-ness