@shadesofbluue

“She realized that she has stopped living life. She’s literally just trying to get to the next day, just living in the thought of tomorrow. She’s not living, she’s waiting. And the trouble is, she doesn’t know what she’s exactly waiting for. She’s kinda scared for what it might be.”

— The Poetic Boy

I’m lying in a corner in a pool of my tears and I can see everyone moving on. And here I am, still in agony over wounds that should have stopped hurting a long time back.

— I don’t know how to heal