we DO grow old and happy. btw.
And you find love and it stays with you.
Except we’re not there quite yet
“that’s ok i understand!!!!” but it actually made me sick to my stomach
Every fucking time
“She was a storm. Not the kind you run from. The kind you chase.”
— r.h.sin
But no one runs after me
Love is fake. Soulmates are fake. Everything is a fucking facade and the only thing real in this shitty thing we call life is the fact that we as humans, we’ll particularly me, don’t deserve to be happy. I’m tired of being pushed down even though I’m fighting so hard to stand back up. I honestly don’t have anything left in me. Even when I’m in a room full of people, I’m still always alone and that’s something that’s truly heartbreaking. But you know what, I deserve it so I should probably stop being upset about it. I’ve been struggling so hard for so long that it’s my new normal. For me, it’s normal to not feel joy. It’s normal to want to cry every second of the day. It’s normal for me to feel like I don’t even deserve to smile because no one will truly see me for who I am. I’m not heartless. I’m not dark. I’m not selfish. I’m just me and I’m struggling. I’m struggling to find meaning in life and to laugh at jokes that I know are obviously funny. At the end of the day, every day, I know that I’ll never feel truly fulfilled. I’ll never have true love. I’ll never get a happily ever after.
#HappyNeverAfter
You’re better because of it I suppose
— William Chapman
love is choice. show up. consistently.
Maybe one day
You’re not over exaggerating. You’re not too sensitive. You’re not too much. If it hurts you it fucking hurts you. If it makes you angry, then it makes you angry. There’s nothing wrong with you for feeling.