Finding out what kind of things that went through their mind at 3 am. What kind of struggles they went through everyday. Imagine finding out everyone’s secrets that they hid with their smiles and laughter. The things that they think about when they’re alone. 

Every person you know has something that can make them break down in tears any time of day. What you know about them can be an entire lie. 

It scares me how much we don’t know about people. 

Hold the fuck up. If it was that easy, I wouldn’t be sad now, would I? I’m not choosing to be like this; it just can’t be helped. 

If those three words are the best you can come up with, don’t say anything. If you thought those words are supposed to cure me and make all my sadness disappear, boy think again. 

i never introduce friends to other friends because they always end up becoming close and forgetting me

Do you ever get that feeling? Like no matter where you are, or who you’re with, you always seem to be out of place?

Everyone else seems to be in their own little groups, talking and laughing away without a care in a world. You just sit there, surrounded by a ton of people but yet still alone. 

Do you ever feel like you don’t matter? That no one would care if you stood up and left? As though it wouldn’t make a difference? 

Because I do. Every damn day.

If you want to leave me and walk out like everyone else, go ahead.

I’m just there. 

fuck you the voice who do you think you are

to be continued what the fuck

I deleted your number, deleted you off facebook and all of our conversations. But it doesn’t stop me from missing you. 

It made me more curious as to how you’re going though. It was hard, not being able to check up on you. 

I just hope you’re happy. 

singing while you’re sick is the worst