You know what’s worse than pain? Emptiness.
This gaping hole I feel throbbing inside of me. All I think of is crying, self-hate and death. I feel like I could die from this.
I always end up feeling like nothing
2:29am: please come here and fix me and don’t forget me and don’t get tired of me
Where are youSigh
i guess it’s too much of a bother
guess i’m too much of a bother
months. i never thought. sigh.
[listen] // inspired by John Green’s (beautiful, abjectly life-ruining) novel, The Fault In Our Stars
why are those who have done, who have given so much of themselves always forsaken and neglected and forgotten?
Take me back in time. Make me the one who breaks a leg and gets crippled not her