Alone

[woundedxsoul]

It’s ok to disappear until you feel like you again.

[woundedxsoul]

If you ever disrespect me and I’m calm about it.. never trust me again. I’ll fuck you up when the time is right.

[woundedxsoul]

When your laying down and it hits that you literally have no one.

[woundedxsoul]

It’s the people closest to you that hurt you.

[woundedxsoul]

It’s a different kind of grief when the person you miss is still alive. When they are just a phone call away. Isn’t it torture? This choice to keep missing them and holding onto hope that maybe they miss you, too.

[woundedxsoul]

When you miss me, remember, when you had me, I wasn't enough.

[woundedxsoul]

Heavy on the I'M NOT EVEN MAD AT YOU, I just thought YOU were REALER than that.

[woundedxsoul]

I think I’m ready to leave. I can’t cope with this anymore. Life isn’t for everybody.

[woundedxsoul]

It feels like I keep reliving the same day everyday no matter how hard I try. I have this strange feeling my stories ending soon.

[woundedxsoul]

Maybe one day I’ll be enough for someone.

[woundedxsoul]

We hurt our own feelings by thinking we mean more to people than we really do.

[woundedxsoul]

It’s weird how you can actually feel it in your chest and stomach when something really hurts your feelings.

[woundedxsoul]

The day I die or lose my battle… I want my tomb stone to say “ life never got tired of beating me until death came, hugged me, comforted me, and told me I’d finally be at peace”.

[woundedxsoul]

When someone shows you their true colors, don’t try to paint a different picture.

[woundedxsoul]

Maybe you weren’t the one for me but deep down I wanted you to be.

[woundedxsoul]

I'm convinced that I will

always be the person that

comes into peoples lives as

a temporary hero, a

shoulder to cry on, just for

them to leave and forget

how much I was actually

there for them.

[woundedxsoul]

I fix everyone I can… But in the end I have no strength left to fix my own self.