Sometimes it really pisses me off that most of my friends think that I can handle all the things that slaps my face in life just because I’m a ‘strong’ person. Like, fuck do you guys think I’m some kind of emotionless robot or something?
1I just wish that someone would tell me one day that
“There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re doing okay. You’re beautiful inside and out. You’re going to be fine. You’re a good person.”
and that person would be me and that I would actually believe it.
Designer shoes: temporary fix for a broken heart
and a damn well expensive habit at that!
I’m afraid we’ve reached our turning point because you’re unable to accept things and actually be mature enough to get past it.
Just get over it because I’m over you, stop with all the bullshit mind control shit. I just want us to be back to normal.
A day after Valentine’s day and I found myself fantasising about love. For days now I’ve been thinking about love itself and I found myself absolutely removed from my usual realistic and cynical rants and just more “open”.
I was once a believer of true, long-lasting, heart wrenching love. The kind of love in which it feels as if your heart would explode. That love in which it feels as if you finally met someone who understands who you are completely. And although they see all your faults, they see past all your insecurities and flaws and love you despite of it and nonetheless.
But now, I don’t know what happened. I’ve lost her. That girl is gone and the world had turned her hard. Sometimes I just want her back, you know?
One thing I know for sure, I need to get the hell away from you.
But it’s a little hard to do that when all these shit is planned so that I will have to see you.
UGH.
