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I needed someone today. I needed anyone. Just one person in this world.
And no one was there for me.
I tend to do stupid things when I’m upset. & lately, upset is the only thing I’ve been.
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Why do we bother having wants and desires and dreams? Whats the point in it all? A sense of false hope for a better future? Why. Why do we let each day pass by, lying to ourselves about some perfect ending. Nothing is perfect. The end certainly isn’t. The end is cold, harsh. That’s why it’s the end after all.
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