You Cannot Make Everyone Think And Feel As Deeply As You Do. This Is Your Tragedy … Because You Understand

I’ll be here waiting for you. I want you to know that if you ever decide that you want me, I’m here. I’ve always been incredibly stubborn much to my own dismay. And it’s not going to be any different this time. So I will wait for you. Maybe you will come back, probably you won’t. But I’m not going to stop waiting for you.

I’m not giving up on us.

“Everyday, suicide moves higher on my list of ways to solve all of my problems”

-Thoughts I’ll never speak out loud

Some realizations I had in the last few days

— I’m never going to be good enough to make anyone stay

— I’m needy and pathetic, clingy and annoying. No one wants that

— I’m so inconsequential that I’m not even worth being told by people that they don’t want to talk to me

— there’s something terribly repulsive and unlovable about me

— my sadness will be the only thing that will be there for me so I need to hold on to it

— happiness isn’t for me

— I need to stop trying and accept my fate of dying alone. Let’s face it, why would anyone want me

Benjamin Fondane

“And I knew it. That’s the worst part: I knew it.”

— Marguerite Duras, The North China Lover (via wordsnquotes)

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