#nobody talk to me

I can tell myself all day, “be heartless, fuck them” but in reality, I have a big ass heart. I can’t treat people badly, it’s not in me.

Sometimes I get scared of being too happy and excited about something because every time I get really happy, something bad happens and I end up disappointed.

Today I read something that said “someone who overthink is also someone who overloves” and I felt that.

Sometimes, when I say “I’m okay.” I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, “I know you’re not.”

The only thing that makes me a little bit happy is the Tumblr notifications.

My biggest fear is that eventually you will see me the way i see myself.

The saddest part in life is saying goodbye to someone you wish to spend your lifetime with.

I know you’re sad, so I won’t tell you to have a good day. Instead, I advise you to simply have a day. Stay alive, feed yourself well, wear comfortable clothes, and don’t give up on yourself just yet. Until then, have a day.

Do you know when you find you’re on the edge? When one day, for some stupidity, tears come to your eyes. When one word too many, an insignificant gesture hit you deeply. It does not mean being frail or weak, but having endured too much, too long.

For once I would like to speak to someone who understands how I really feel.

The saddest thing is when you are feeling real down, you look around and realize that there is no shoulder for you.

Sometimes, you just have to stay silent, because no words can explain what’s going on in your mind and heart.

I lied and said I was busy. I was busy, but not in a way most people understand. I was busy taking deeper breaths. I was busy silencing irrational thoughts. I was busy calming a racing heart. I was busy telling myself I am okay. Sometimes, this is my busy, and I will not apologize for it.

I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days. I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.

He said: “Don’t you feel lonely living in your own little world?”

She whispered: “Don’t you feel powerless living in other peoples worlds?”

I would love a moment of peace… just a moment to find myself… it’s hard to be strong every day. Strong for me, strong for others. It is very difficult to hold up when you need to be supported.

blamemma:

I am sorry but that is Martin Garrix he is putting sparkly stickers on!! And Martin was at the Indy 500 yesterday - he’s flown straight from Indianapolis to have stickers placed on him by Daniel Ricciardo and honestly me to

cesairebug:

hello miraculous fandom what the fuck was that.