And then i think that maybe
I was designed to be alone.

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@thelifelessgirl
And then i think that maybe
I was designed to be alone.
I didn’t deserve that.
You knew it too.
I've always considered myself an intruder, a gigantic shapeless mass of something wrong.
maybe, i am a bad person
It’s okay to disappear until you feel like you again.
I’m kinda happy but i also really wanna get hit by a car at the same time.
I say ‘sorry’ a lot, mostly because i feel like everything is my fault.
What if it doesn’t get easier like everybody says?
I started being of few words when I realized that people never really listen to what you have to say.
I care about others because I know how it feels when no one cares about you.
I don’t pay attention to the world ending.
It has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.
The seats are empty.
The theatre is dark.
Why do you keep acting?
The bad thing is that you can't say certain things.
You can't explain them.
And so you keep them inside
I feel like everything is falling apart faster than I can pick the pieces back up and put them together.
I thought I was getting better, I honestly did. But sometimes I just lay in bed at 3am, trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with me and why I’m never enough.
That feeling when you’re not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty.
It's as if everyone else had moved on and I remained in my usual place.