just a random sad girl.

I finally get what my friends meant when they said they were in love and can't live without the person with whom they were in love because finally I think I understand love maybe it's too early to say but i hope this doesn't end with a dissapointment.

I desperately need something good to happen to me. I need something to give me a purpose for living. This something needs to happen soon.

how do u find someone who doesn't want to be found?

After watching a shit ton of shameless my life seems fucking awesome ppl

Longing for affection and being self sufficient at the same time is killing me i could desperately want someone to hold me and kiss me and at the same time hate myself for wanting that

how long will it be cute , all this crying in my room?

I find this generation so hopeless in terms of love. No one really fights for it anymore. Everything seems so fake and momentary. You could be head over heels in love with someone and absolutely hate them the next second. People fall in and out of love so fast. I don't think I can ever do that. I actually mean what I say when I'm in love with someone. And i actually struggle with the fact that we don't speak anymore, and some part of me will always love them I can't let go of people so easily no matter what they do or how bad they treat me. Maybe that's a real bad trait to have in this generation.

The problem of being academically good with a shit social and personal life is that your life might be falling into pieces but u gotta tape all that back together and study for ur exams because ur sadness should not reflect on ur marks😭

How do u convince urself that ur not a failure when even after working so fucking hard all u do is fail

The piano piece called October describes how i feel rn it's a borderline between needing to cut your veins and just being held so tight that the whole world dissappears, disintegrates into a vastness of nothing just to make you feel whole again.

The thing is no matter how much u get what you want you always end up wanting more.

Do i really miss him or I'm just REALLY FUCKING LONELY

What if i really miss you now but I'm too proud to admit it to you. What if you never really loved me enough to miss me now. What if it suddenly makes me feel so devastated that you're not here anymore. What if I do feel terrible knowing you're used to my absence now. What if I could let you know I missed you but only if you missed me too.

I wish someone would break me into pieces, dismantle me all at once so that I don't have to go through this again and again.

I cried more to "rest" than a sad song by sasha or dean