“It’s sad, isn’t it? You grow up thinking that love is some wonderful force that will somehow fix everything wrong in the world. You were taught fairytales and happily ever after’s and about princes and princesses. But no one ever told you that love hurts more often than not. No one tells you the pain of unrequited love or the crying at three in the morning, wondering why you weren’t enough. No one told you the harsh reality of letting go when all you wanted to do was hold on. No one told you the absolute torture of watching someone slowly fall out of love with you. Because no one wants to admit that something that was thought to be so beautiful could go so wrong.”
— The Poetic Boy
I’m so fucking sick of being treated like shit over and over again simply for existing it wasn’t my choice and I’m really doing my best
“You suffer because you got too attached. How could I be so dumb. It’s my fault for making my happiness dependent on someone elses attention”
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I’m a background character in everyone’s life. I’m not important to anyone. I don’t even matter.
“Being emotionally neglected all your life is so damaging in so many ways.”
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Relatable.
(stolen from Instagram)
“My love for you burned brighter than any other flame, but you were too distracted by pretty candlelight and glowing embers to even notice.”
— Flame / Unrequited Love
The thing is, I know I can survive.
I've done it before, I can do it again.
But why should I have to?
I don't want to.
06.08.2020
I’m nothing. I’m nothing but a waste of space. A annoyance. A burden. A failure. A disability. A disorder. A freak. A monster. A unlovable. Unwanted. Worthless piece of garbage that will always be just that. Nothing at all.