Why can’t people be really fucking spontaneous more often. Like why don’t people get on buses in the middle of the night to see someone or call them and say what they feel exactly how they feel it. It’s all fucking mundane shit, trying to keep your cool, playing hard to get, hinting and confusing signals ugh I hate it
Envy is when someone walks around with a pocket full of “that should’ve been me.”
Hate is what happens when you put a shotgun to the face of understanding & it cowers in the corner.
Truth is everything you tell yourself when you realize that no one is looking.
Courage is ripping your heart…
Depression is like the weather, and you can’t control the weather. It’s like a cold, you roll over and it’s just there. At first you get a sore throat and then you’re sneezing. You can be happy as heck and then it feels like someone is putting a blanket of sadness over you. It never goes away, you just learn to control it.
my social studies teacher once told us “human beings are the most selfish of all. even when someone dies, you shed tears only because they are no more around to provide you with whatever they had been for so long”
and it has been 3 years since she said this and this is still what i think about at night