take it from me . sentences .
“it feels like i should be able to do more, you know?”
“looking at where i am right now and where i’m going… i’m not sure if i like it.”
“i just find it hard to believe that someone could ever want me.”
“but i wake up and… it just feels useless. waking up, that is.”
“looking back on who i was then and who i am now… it’s a fucking joke. me, i mean.”
“you ever feel like you keep putting effort into something that isn’t worth the chase?”
“i mean, i get it if that’s how you feel about me. i’m not my biggest fan either.”
“i just wish i could learn to let the fuck go sometimes.”
“it’s kind of hard when you’re stuck between Should, Shouldn’t and Doing It Anyway.”
“you know, maybe i don’t care if it’s bad for me? maybe it’s what i need.”
“yeah, a wake up call? that’s what you think i’m in the need of? thanks.”
“you just don’t feel like the person i used to know. you’ve changed.”
“i’ve changed for the worse… haven’t i?”
“well maybe if you took one god damn second to look at yourself, we’d be somewhere else than here.”
“how come you keep blaming me for what happened, huh?”
“there are nights where it feels like i can’t breathe, and it doesn’t even scare me.”
“i seem to have a kink for people lying to me. it gets my sadness off.”
“do you really think there’s someone out there for everyone?”
“there’s an anxiety in my chest and i can’t make it go away.”
“sometimes it feels like people exist just to push your buttons.”
“again and again and again… why can’t i ever fucking learn?”
“no matter how many times i try to back away, you keep coming back and messing it up.”
“why can’t we just be friends, for once?”
“i’m not the joke here. you are.”
“are you actually satisfied with this?”
“if you could just get your head out of your ass for once.”
