Paradox

But love was always something heavy for me. Something I had to carry.

We are all addicted to something that takes the pain away. For some it’s doing drugs every night in order to lessen the pain they feel inside. Others might tear into their own skin in attempts to just feel alive again. Where as some smoke because they need to fill their lungs with something other than that one persons name. Everyone’s addicted to something that takes the pain away. What’s your addiction?

Date someone you can have rough sex and deep conversations with whether it be at 2 am or 2 pm.

before you date a girl with a mental illness, remember: saying, “you’re beautiful” won’t balance the chemicals in her brain.

You left me. After all the things you said and everything we did. You made it look so damn easy to leave.

It’s sad to think that the majority of my teenage years were spent trying to survive rather than actually living

Once I had an unopened box of tampons in plain view and my stepdad acted like that was some huge breach of social etiquette. I asked why on earth he was acting so weird about it, and he said, “Well you wouldn’t want me leaving a box of condoms lying around would you?”

The hardest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.