Take me away from the place #takemeaway #iamempire #me #singing #mesinging #iloveyou #love #signlanguage #help
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I always saw my life as beauty and the beast. Only recently i realized that, I am the beast. Destroying everything in my path, and pushing everyone away. who could ever love a beast?… NO one, thats who…. i ether wouldn’t let it get that far, or they gave up on me. People that could be a great match for me, i rip apart. I destroy everything.
its crazy how in an instant, everything can change. Going from someone who talked to everyone, just to have someone to flirt with. Than with what seems like a single button, everything just changes.
I didn’t remember what it was like to care about someone, more than in a friend way. it seemed like an alien to me, and i didn’t want it. I wanted to sleep around, drink, and not care about life. Maybe cut here or there, to remind myself like this was real life, and not a dream. My anxiety was just a figment of my imagination, and when i come back to earth, i’ll behave normal. Until i start the cycle all over again.
no this is different. this is something i cannot just push away. I can’t play with these kinds of emotions, not unless i wanted to destroy something that could possibly become something… something… worth… something worth living for.
a person like this comes once in a life time.
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I love it when you eat it #junglefever #kisses #roomies #blowme
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I feel like it wasn’t real, I mean school. I just got back home for the weekend and I feel like school was a bad dream. It wasn’t real and I don’t really know how to feel about that. I want to cry from all the torture it caused me. The people, I made them up. The things I did, fake scenarios of how a school would be.
When we got to my drive way, and I felt a sense of relief. I thought my family and I were coming back from a trip. Then I see myself, I wouldn’t have all these scars if it was fake. I wouldn’t have WHORE written on my leg. My hair would have still been blonde if it wasn’t real.
I feel sick. Why did I do any of this? Why have I changed so much? Who am I? Why am I still here? Just let go, I just want to let go. I’m tired, and sad, and empty. Is it time?
School is a sick joke, they want people to have heart attacks and die from stress. They don’t actually care, they just want money. Get us in. Get us out. Get paid.
I realize school wasn’t a Dream, as much as I think it was. It is.
I’m hurt, I’m in pain. I feel left behind, betrayed, broken, breathless. I long to be breathless.
Take the weights off of my heart, take the unforgiving world of my shoulders, take me away from here.
It will never get easier, it will never have a happy ending. We are all alone.
And school, being happy, or free, is part of the myth.
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