Have you ever just laid in your bed and cried? Cried because you think you're ugly, because you're not good enough for anyone. You counted all your flaws from head to toe, to make you feel worse about yourself. Cried because of all the comments people make that actually do hurt. Cried because your family is dysfunctional and never understands you. But you're a kid and you can't change anything. They tell you to stop complaining, that you have it so much better than the kids in Africa, even thought they don't understand your life either? you don't want to feel like you're an attention seeker so you bottle everything up. Around friends and family you create the lying smile and people believe it. But alone in bed, the girl who everyone thought was always so happy, is crying her broken heart out. I am 16. I am from New Zealand. I am a girl, and my name, well... what does it matter. We're all the same aren't we?
After changing to fit into society, you are eventually going to want your old self back sooner or laterThis. This is powerful.
Its cute that y’all wanna put all this “society sucks because we like to compare ourselves to other people and we feel insecure that we don’t look like people WE are finding somehow better looking than us, instead we blame on this society phenomenon where we actually are a part of it too” thing, but Ariel didn’t do it for society, she just wanted the d and she can only get it through the v ya kno… Just saying.
Anxiety:
hey!
Me:
what now?
Anxiety:
Nothing, just wanted to worry you today.
Me:
...great
Anxiety:
Hey your boyfriend/girlfriend didn't text you back, they're probably with someone else right now.
Me:
....
Anxiety:
Oh your best friend hasn't spoken to you today either. They're probably sick of your shit.
Me:
....
Anxiety:
Your parents said they're really proud of you..do you honestly believe that?
Me:
....
Anxiety:
Where do you see yourself in a year? Oh wait, you can barely get through a day!
Me:
...shut up.
Anxiety:
Will you ever rise to anything?
Me:
Shut up!
Anxiety:
Or are you always this pathetic? Lol
Me:
Why can't you leave me alone!?
Anxiety:
Because messing with your head is what I live for.
Moments before the ceremony, Matt and I gave each other handwritten letters to read together {between a door}. This was such an intimate moment and I am so glad we decided to do it.
This is just too amazing not to reblog.
le sigh
The feeling of safety is what I miss. When I’m sleeping with someone I care about, I feel protected. When their arms are around you, anything could happen, but it wouldn’t matter because the pull of their arm and the warmth of their body shows that they are there. Their heartbeat intertwines with yours, for one moment you feel like one. This is what I miss.
everybody wants morgan freeman to narrate their life but I want five sassy singing lady muses
I want Morgan Freeman to narrate most of it and the five sassy singing lady muses to step in and perform catchy yet narratively sound musical numbers when it gets too serious
