I crave intimacy... but I don’t want temporary people touching my mind, body, or soul.
Fun Fact: I can’t do this anymore
maybe you meant a little too much to me, and maybe i meant a little too little to you
What hurts is that he was capable of love. Of caring. Of kindness. But I wasn’t good enough or worthy for him or that love.
— but she was
“We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.”
— Eleanor Roosevelt
It’s always the people you would never want to hurt and care about so much that do the most fucked up shit to you.
oh u got the metnal illnes?
i’ve been suicidal for so long that i’ve just been assuming i wouldn’t live even as long as i have so i never thought about anything long term and now i have no idea what i’m going to do and i’m more afraid to live than i ever was to die
my entire life is just about trying to survive my mind but then again there are moments where i ask myself why i’m even trying so hard. there is no light at the end of the tunnel, there is nothing worth staying for. why am i still doing this then? why am i still trying