She’s A Bitch. Her Tips And Tricks Take Over Your Head And Suddenly Lunch Is Water And Dinner Is Ice

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.

It may be cold now, and it may seem like it will never be warm again. But summer WILL come. The sun WILL shine. And the warmth WILL come back.

I hope

Yeah, stars can’t shine without darkness. But what do you do when even the stars start to fade away?

}Å.G.P.{

If I were to stop talking.. would anyone even notice?

I Doubt It. // @im.not.living.im.surviving on ig

I used to be your first choice. But then she came along. I don’t blame you for choosing her though. She’s so perfect, and I’m so….Me…

No Longer a First choice {via idoubtanyonecares}

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 had to Reblog this ❤️ it's so relatable

One day you’re gunna find out that my love stories are no longer about you and when you do I hope it breaks you. I hope it slowly breaks you the way you did me.

(via @thatgirlinthegreenjacket )

Shh, Don’t make a sound, my love. They’ll never understand what you’ve done. No matter how far you haven’t come, they’ll still think that happiness won. If they hear about your pain, chances are things still won’t change. Maybe one day they will see, But by then you’ll just be a memory.

Å.G.P.

“Blades and Burns, may change my turns, but you will always hurt me..”

Sticks and stones//Remake~Myself (via broken-mind-broken-life)

You say your fine because if you tell the truth then you have to figure out a way to explain why you're not.

Im Fine {via idoubtanyonecares}