when they think they can hurt me, but i have an emotionally immature mum and an emotionally unavailable dad
sometimes life feels just terrible and that's how I am tried to get over it today
some days i think i’m okay and some days i wish i was six feet in the ground
Do forgotten things belong in dreams?
Surely, even the nights that slip away from the mind still yet cling to being.
Why else do we dream of both the most beautiful and the wondrous things?
What was left by another can mean everything to someone new.
Growing up with an absent father is all funny haha daddy issues until it’s one of those rage filled nights of sobbing wondering why he would subject you to this.
There is something undeniably romantic about touching someone. Your fingers brushing against their bare skin, the pulse of heartbeat beating in tune to yours, the muted warm of life in them, pressed up against you. For a moment, for the slightest of split-seconds, your souls are perfectly in sync
I’m other news, I just accidentally touched my crush’s hand and I immediately started blushing and stammering
how I crave to feel loved and enjoyed. I want to feel as though my presence is desired and beloved. I want my heart to feel full. but it's not about what I want. this is exactly what I deserve. I am hideous and vile. I am gross and deceitful. apathetic and unlovable, just as it was intended.
I have no reason to live but no energy to kill myself
I don't feel like I exist in reality if no one notices me. But relying on people's approval is never a good idea.