“I’m calling cause I need you.You know I need you so desperately.You know how bad I can get,And you know, how good I can be.I’m calling just to tell you,Get here and I’ll make it worth your while.I can make you some food.Boy, and then I can make you smile.”

“This is the last time you say,After the last line you break,It’s not even a holiday,Nothing to celebrate.You give a hundred reasons why,And you say you’re really gonna try.If I had a nickel for everytime,I’d overbank.Thought that I was the exception,I could have rewrite your addiction,You could’ve been the greatest,But you’d rather get wasted.”

dont freak i dont feel this way now. but this is one of the best descriptions i've ever heard for depression. it makes me feel a lot less left out.

“People think depression is about being sad. They think it’s just when you ‘feel down’. It’s not. It’s like a darkness that creeps over you and fills you. It drains all your emotions. It takes everything from you, and leaves you feeling hollow and numb. It’s not sadness, it’s not anger, it’s hopelessness. Imagine waking up and there being no colour. Walking outside and feeling no wind. Eating a meal and tasting nothing. Holding somone and feeling completely alone at the same time. When you’re depressed, it’s not a bad mood. It’s a numb, empty, hollowness that seems to never leave. It’s feeling alone in a room full of people. You feel like there’s no hope left.”

I LOVE LAUREN NICOLE SHEETS

and were hypocrites. im a hypocrite.
i say all these girls are sluts when i do the same things as them.
who am i to judge?

i. hate. you.

i never knew a person could make me feel physically sick before.
i didn't know how much you hurt me till i saw you
i felt ashamed and embarassed.
i couldn't look at myself in the mirror. from disapointment
i cant believe i let you in, like i did.
i cant believe i let you do what you did.
and most of all i cant believe that i had the fucking courtesy to wave back at you. to use my manners.
i almost started crying. my head was pounding. i felt nausicous. and my hands were shaking. i felt like i couldnt walk.
why did i ever let you take advantage of me like that? and why the fuck am i still nice to you?

i miss your hugs and i miss your voice.
maybe just maybe, you should talk to me more.