I check my phone way too much for someone who doesn’t have a lot of people to talk to.
i basically assume that people don’t like me unless they explicitly tell me they like me and then periodically remind me
… it’s such a tender and warm feeling when someone wants to listen to you talk because they’re actually genuinely interested in your mind and what you say …
what i’d really like is for someone to objectively watch me for a week or so and then just sit down with me for a few hours and explain to me what i am like and how i look to others and what my personality is in detail and how i need to improve where do i sign up for that
this is for the people who went through trauma and didn’t come out of it with thicker skin. but, instead, came back with sensitivity to the world and a deep sadness that won’t go away. some of us went through something and lost a piece of ourselves; our broken hearts never healed quite right afterwards. i see you and i feel you and i am you. it’s going to be okay.
my only emotions are overwhelming, obsessive love, uncontrollable rage, unbearable pain or complete emptiness
The main difference between liking someone and being in love with them:
If they make you smile, then you like them,
If they make you sit in bed at 3am with tears rolling down your face, then you’re in love with them
i’m in love with you. you heard me? i guess i’m in love with you, and i know that love is just a shout into the void and oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed, and that one day all of our labors will be returned to dust, and i know that the sun will swallow the only earth we will ever have… and i’m in love with you, sorry.
i feel like i’ll never experience true happiness or love when you leave me, i’ll have to kill myself. without you i’d have no purpose, nothing and no one to live for. when i say it’s you i adore, you i would die for- i mean it. i couldn’t go on without you.