in saecula saeculorum

aftersome

Who made you this way? And do they still matter?

Here’s to those who give without wanting anything back. Here’s to those who love without being loved in return. Here’s to those who lose sleep over themselves. Here’s to those who drink themselves to sleep. Here’s to those who do everything they can to keep that one person off their minds. Here’s to those who try their best to keep their heads up high at their lowest times. Here’s to those who force a smile on their faces when all they want to do is cry. Here’s to those who break themselves to mend others. Here’s to those who overwork themselves for a living. Here’s to those who have been left behind by someone who once promised to stay. Here’s to those who just lost a special one and there’s nothing they can do but cry at everything that reminds them of their loss. Here’s to those who walk around with fresh scars on their wrists. Here’s to those who find it hard to love themselves, who can’t seem to love anything about themselves. Here’s to those with millions of thoughts in their heads but choose to speak nothing of it. Here’s to those who are surviving instead of living. Here’s to those who have been abandoned by the society for being real. Here’s to those with monsters in their heads, eating them alive. Here’s to those who are happy, who are sad, who are loved, who are unloved, who are here, and who are gone. Here’s to each and everyone of you. You are fucking beautiful.

It’s funny how people will only bring themselves to care After you choose to give up on them After you choose to move on After you choose to stop caring.