I wish I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you 

I just want to find somebody who finds it hard to let me go.

I've seen so many shady people walk into my life and then walk out of it without looking back, and although it's a routine that we all need to get used to, it's still difficult to cope with. I don't think that I'm asking for much. I just want to find somebody who would stay strong during the bad times and stick with me during the good times. Just somebody who won't let me go.

Is losing me even a loss?

I'm truly tired of missing people that aren't worth missing. They walked out on me, why do I still give a fuck?

Doing the best that she can to hide the scars. But long sleeves and make-up, it doesn't get that far.

You break free from unhappy thoughts and emotions by seeing that, even though it may feel that way at the moment, you are not owned by them. You are only temporarily occupied.

It's been a difficult month, and I hit a real depression this past week. I don't know, I was pretty messed up. Not physically, but mentally. It was like I was going down an endless and deep hole. I was giving up, if I haven't already. I was restless. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep more than a few hours a night, and there were times when I just couldn't stop crying.

My life is a domino effect of things falling apart, but I can't let life kick my ass.

I took my hairs virginity last Tuesday (08/12/14)! I was definitely nervous about the whole thing, but it's needless to say that I was more than happy with the outcome of it. My hair is now a light brown! It was time for a change. All of the compliments that I've been receiving is a nice little bonus, also. :)

<3!

My realest.

I was thinking about the finality of it all -- How somebody can leave your world in the blink of an eye and be gone forever. It's too enormous to think about. It's too hard. And then you're just supposed to go on, right? Just deal with it. You're only supposed to be sad for as long as the flowers last and then, oh, time to go back to telling jokes and reminiscing about the old days.

But I always get this weird feelings in my chest that you don't mean the things you tell me. And that I may just be convincing myself that the things I want to hear are true.

We don't believe the things we hear. We just love the way they sound.

Will I ever be good enough in your eyes? Tell me. Because I'm tired of self-destruction.

Funny how people begin to fade once they've searched through every crack and crevice of your mind. Must I hold secrets in order for you to appreciate my company?

Constant change. I guess that's life.

All of it. Everything.

Even if you know what's coming, you're never prepared for how it feels.

The toughest prison we experience is in the mind.

At the end of the day, you learn to focus on all of the good rather than the bad. & Also learn to appreciate the friends that care about you when your family pays no mind.

Cold and quiet exterior. Warm and vulnerable interior.

When life comes rushing at you in the face of darkness, who will you face it with? Will it be someone you trust? Will they be wise? Will their love for you help them guide you into the light? Or will they lose it in the darkness? Will they make noble choices? Or will that person be someone they tested? Someone new? Life comes rushing towards you from out of the darkness, and when it does, is there someone in your life you can count on? Someone that will catch you when you stumble and fall, and in that moment, give you the strength to face your fears.