i feel like i was meant to do something great. but i feel like i’ll never achieve it and it honestly makes me so sad…. that i feel like i won’t amount to shit. and i try to be positive don’t get me wrong. i try to ignore the negative thoughts. i try… i try so fucking hard to believe… i try so fucking hard to be nicer to myself. i try everyday. but everyday i feel mare and more lost. everyday i feel like i will always be a failure. and that just makes me want to end it… but i don’t want to die because i feel like it could get better? idk….
Is this really what I’m stuck with? This mess of a mind that hates me?
Hoy mi familia dijo que era una completa mierda y yo… ya no siento que tenga un lugar en donde sentirme salvo.
Came across this old photo. Probably one of my best days in my life. Got to spend time with someone very special to me. How times have changed…😔
“Kötü biriydi fakat yalnızlık iyi ya da kötü olmanızı önemseyen bir şey değildi.”
Esperando la muerte o un momento de paz, tu y yo sabemos cual es el primero que sucederá.
Why doesn’t anyone let me be part of your social group? I mean, I’m nice and I try to look interesting to them and still ignore me like I’m a ghost
Boy, really since the roleplayers sent me to hell, I’ve already been discouraged to try again with them or with another group
And literal these blogs of mine are just like me, ghosts who just see life pass by
¿Nunca me ibas a soltar?
Never be alone- Shawn Mendes
When you fall a sleep tonight
just remember that
we lay under the same.
Everyone is trying to find the right person ,
But nobody is trying to be the right person
Mindenki a párjával, én meg nem tudom mit tehetnék, hogy egyáltalán valaki észrevegyen.
My mental health has been challenged…
Siempre dispuesto a tender una mano y contener a quien lo necesite.
Excepto, claro, a mi.
I just wanna drink until my emptiness inside is filled up.
Maybe it’s the alcohol talking or at least making it easier to talk, but I don’t think I will ever find someone who would want me…
I feel like everyone secretly hates me or at the very least finds me irritating.
That’s it, that’s the whole post 🤷♀️
let my broken hands hold your empty heart and maybe we can heal one another.
you don’t understand how my head ticks and heart beats and neither do i understand yours but together we form one solid cohesion from our missing parts;
we fill the cracks and pour gold into the fractures in my skin, your veins.