What am I doing?
The same old mess, All I did was clear the table. The new mess begins.
There’s no point in cleaning up the mess on the floor. I’ll always have my head down, thinking back on the days, when this mess was my sancutary.
I want to stop feeling so painfully listless. The only thing that seems to provide me with solace anymore is the thought of dying, which is somewhat frightening. I don’t want to continue being overpowered by all of this, but I feel like time is moving too quickly. Everyone’s hopeful eyes are…
Don’t wanna’ live in fear and loathing,
I wanna’ feel like I am floating.
Instead of constantly exploding
In fear and loathing.
Every girl should except they’re wrong as well in a relationship.
Move on, and be strong for yourself.
Fighting for what you want, and losing every time, will only make you weak.
Does your weakness make you stronger when you shout out slanderous snide comments about the one you love . I don’t think so.
I love every independent women out there. You are my inspiration, my reason for hope. ♥
Move on, and be strong for yourself.
Fighting for what you want, and losing every time, will only make you weak.
Does your weakness make you stronger when you shout out slanderous snide comments about the one you love . I don’t think so.
I love every independent women out there. You are my inspiration, my reason for hope. ♥
━ L.M
I Hate How Fat I Am.
I’m so pathetic, I’m to weak and depressed to do anything about it.
I maybe be 109, but there is such a thing as skinny fat.
Why is it I can love my body, but not love it around others, or at least in front of you love…
I’m alone, miserable, and wrecked. Don’t have pity for me, I’ve been alone emotionally for years. We can only depend on our self, and no one else. It’s not weak if you reach for help, although we show weakness to get what we need. You lack on giving me what I need, maybe I’m just asking to much. I’ve pushed everyone I love aside. They will never understand me, or my problems. Why would anyone want to listen to a depressing person, they’re like a disease. We’ll get you, and bring you down. We’ll make you feel our depression, you’ll become our prisoners. Or make you into the prisoner you desperately try to hide. I hope someone strong enough finds me, someone with the right mind, I need your dominance. Help me through this.
