Do you ever put on an outfit and then think “wow this would look so much nicer if I wasn’t such a fat piece of shit” because same
I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.
I may be nice but don’t be fooled, my aggression boils inside, the music subdues it and my hands are clean, but my mind can be evil so don’t abuse it.
I’m tired of people saying "absence makes the heart grow fonder" because I don’t give a shit what absence does. I want him here and I want him here now.
I thought it was okay to kiss the boy who made my stomach feel on fire when he looked at me, but I didn’t realize that one day that fire would turn to ice and I’d be crying on the bathroom floor with blood covering my clothes screaming about how he kissed the girl he swore he was only friends with.