I'm Just Not Happy Anymore. I'm Tired Of Putting Up A Fight To Be Happy. I'm Tired Of Being A Pain To

Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.

Lemony Snicket (via quotemadness)

Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to you advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

“And I write and I write and I write and nothing says it all.”

– the story of my derailed heart

The meaning of life is finding your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.

Annonymous

Hate

As I stare at you

my anger and sadness increase manifold.

Someone that I thought I knew...

Yet I stand corrected as I’m forever stuck in your hold.

Looking at you reminds me of the hate

that I have for you as you look back at me with sadness.

I hate it when you give me that look. If you could just die that’d be great...

But you can’t because you’re me.... God, what a mess.

I wish I could just punch you in the face.

‘Cause it makes me relieved when I see you in pain.

To me, you’re such a disgrace...

and I hate that anything I do or say will never give me any sort of gain.

I hate that you’re me.

Which may be hard to believe....

I’m sorry for never giving us any peace...

But that’s I think when you come to see me.

Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always.

1 Chronicles 16:11

she wears her smile like a cloak. no one knows of what lies beneath. she either relishes the anonymity or has simply forgotten how to escape it.

Noor Shirazie (via noorshirazie)

Sleep

As I sit here,

I think of all the pressing matters that are near.

They are like monsters...

Making me feel like any day now I will be slaughtered.

I wish someone could be my knight in shining armor.

But when I finally take time to ponder,

I realize mear wishes are nothing but a dream.

Giving me the urge to scream.

When I do to it’s just silent.

Making me wonder where all my strength and courage went.

I want to go to bed.

To curl up to the point where all you can see is my head.

I want to go to sleep...

To be selfish and never truly let anyone have my heart to keep.

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