Long hair, don't care.

I don’t understand myself. I either binge or starve. I’m manic or depressive. I either adore or hate you. There is no in between, I’m never neutral, always extreme.

Depression is the result of over thinking. The mind creates problems that didn’t even exist.

You said “I’m sorry.” so much that it’s starting to taste like blood at the back of my throat. And you asked why I never said anything when you apologized, I think you failed to realize I was choking on all the sorry’s , my teeth stained red, my lungs struggling for air. Now I can breathe, and my teeth are white, and I no longer feel suffocated. Thank you for teaching me sorry doesn’t mean anything unless the person actually proves they mean it.

Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes just a memory.

There are at least 6 people in the world who look exactly like you. There’s a 9% chance that you’ll meet one of them in your lifetime.

How are you expecting change when you aren’t changing your ways?