You know, I used to be your first choice. Sometimes I wonder why I’m not anymore but then I remember that it’s because she came into your life, and who would ever choose the broken depressed girl over the beautiful happy girl?
The Broken Depressed Girl // Å.G.P.
I'm sorry for the spam of quotes from "ReMoved" but there were a lot of quote opportunities so *shrugs*
You think that everyone is important, but for some reason you don’t think that applies to you.
It does. I promise. // Å.G.P.
It seemed like it was always night time and nightmares and never morning.
Short film "ReMoved" by Nathanael Matanick
That moment when you’re sitting in class and trying to pay attention, but eventually you just give up because all you can think about are the memories. The memories that you made with meaningless people back when you were naive and oblivious to how easily they could shatter your glass heart. But you’re stronger now because you’ve finally rebuilt it. This time out of solid steel instead of the fragile glass you used the first time. But there is one big flaw in fixing a broken heart… The memories will never disappear. Your brain will never let you out of the prison you created. There is no way to escape… So you continue sit in class and try to pay attention, but it will never work because all you can think about are the memories.
Å.G.P.
I used to feel at home whenever I talked to you. But now it’s more like when you check into a motel; familiar, yet cold and neglected.
Things Change #3 // @im.not.living.im.surviving on ig
Her: I don't trust you anymore.
Me: .. Makes sense.
Her: How?
Me: I don't even trust me, so why would you?
Everybody thinks I’m over you. But sometimes… when someone else is talking about their relationship.. or I see two strangers holding hands.. I remember that at one point that could have been us. And my hearts breaks all over again.
Things Change #6
Maybe you wonder why. But mostly.. You try not to think about it.
Short film "ReMoved" by Nathanael Matanick
Me: Wow, I'm actually happy.
My Brain: ha! No you aren't
Me: What do you mean?
My Brain: Here are memories of all the things that you fucked up. Oh! Don't forget about the people that used to be a big part of your life but aren't anymore!
Me: ........oh yeah........
I wonder what it would feel like to not be sad all the time. To believe in yourself. To trust people when they say they care about you. To reply with something other than “Fine” when people ask you how you’re doing. To wake up in the morning and not have your first thought be “I don’t want to do this anymore”
//Å.G.P.// (via idoubtanyonecares)
i posted this almost a year and a half ago. things have gotten so much better than they were back then. i know that many of the people who read this felt the same way i did at the time due to the amount of notes it has. i hope that some of them/you are also doing better now. even if it's not by much.
I know what it feels like now.
"Why haven't you given up on me yet?"•Å.G.P.•All poems/quotes are original unless reblogged or I say that they aren't.
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