i feel an immense amount of guilt for being who i am i wish i wasnt so sad all the time i wish i didnt bring down the energy & make ppl worry for me i wish i could be happy & fun to be around i wish i wasnt so boring i wish i was pretty i wish i wasnt a burden i wish i was better

i realized that i was never anyone's priority or favorite

the biggest red flag is someone not listening to you when you express when something upsets you. leave that person alone

yeah breakups hurt, but have you ever been a super talkative, enthusiastic person but slowly over the years and after trauma you watch yourself become more quieter and quieter to the point where that enthusiastic bubbly person just isn't who you are anymore?

ain't nothing worse than walking away from a relationship you wanted to work so bad.

“are u okay” no i need to disappear

i’ve felt so disinterested in my own life & wellbeing recently. and whenever i see ppl my age hanging out with friends or in relationships or out and about i wonder how much of my life i’ve missed out on being stuck inside my own head obsessing over Everything but also Nothing

please dont send me mixed signals i barely understand the direct ones

please if you’re no longer interested in someone let them know. Slowly distancing yourself, ignoring calls, and giving halfhearted responses hurts them more than simply being honest.😞

I don’t see the point of living

Moving on isn’t about forgetting them or not loving them anymore, but it’s about admitting that although you may still love them, the relationship isn’t worth your pain and you deserve better. And most important, it’s about learning to love yourself more than you love them.

scared of what i’m feeling lately

i still catch myself wanting to tell you things. then i remember you’re not mine to talk to anymore.

i don’t understand how people live. its amazing to me that people wake up every morning and say, 'yeah, another day, let’s do it.' how do people do it? i don’t know how.

i wish i could experience the love i give

ever since i was a little kid i have felt like everyone just tolerates me and no one actually enjoys my presence

i can't be a giver anymore. i want to be loved, nourished, taken care of, spoiled and prioritized. not just by words, by actions too

We hurt our own feelings by thinking we mean more to people than we really do.

being good doesn't get you loved, it gets you used.

Literally like what’s the fucking point in all this fucking suffering