5 years ago i was a fucking mess & now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with cooler fashion sense
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R.I.P to all of the kids that have committed suicide that nobody noticed because this society only cares about the popular ones..
(via mygreyishrainbowworld)
Words
Just a cut,
Just a scratch.
“What’s that mark?”
“It was a cat”
Just an excuse,
Just a lie.
“What’s with all the bracelets?”
“Just fashion, why?”
Just a tear,
Just a scream.
“Why were you crying?”
“Just a bad dream”
But it is not just a cut.
Or tear.
Or a lie.
It’s always “just one more”
Until you die.
5 years ago i was a fucking mess & now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with cooler fashion sense
5 years ago i was a fucking mess & now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with cooler fashion sense
if you’re reading this and you’re not happy right now, you will be.
sooner or later you will be okay.
i don’t know what you’re going through, everyone has their own type of darkness that they are trying to make sense of.
but no matter how dark it gets, you will make it.
things get better, you’ll get better.
life will become brighter, and you’ll look back on days like this when you couldn’t look forward to the next day, let alone the next hour.
but when you do, you’ll smile, maybe even laugh, and then it’ll hit you.
you turned out just fine.
Me: I wonder why I have no friends?
*isolates myself, hides from people I know in public, avoids all human contact*
Me: I guess I’ll never know
