Save me, from me.In life, I'm just generally suspicious of people. People don't know the 'real' me. I'm the person who will laugh, even though the joke isn't funny. I'm the person who gets ticked off over little things instead of huge ones. I'm the person who will try my best to look for the positive in people. I'm the person who tries her best to befriend you, but you won't let me in. I'm the person who hides emotionally.
I'm more deep that you thought.
As they say in life, "Those who laugh the loudest, cry the hardest."
"What can you do when your good is not good enough?"
when I tell someone “I hate myself (too)” or “I wouldn’t mind dieing”, I mean it. I sometimes say it in the most joking-est way possible, but I really mean it. but they just laugh, and they don’t think I’m serious, but I am.
Everyone has this pain. At least once in your life you have felt it before. This unexplainable hurting in your chest. The massive amount of thoughts in your head. It all leads to time either slowing down, or speeding up. You start getting dizzy, and confused. What is real ? Who is real ? What is the purpose of life .. ? Then you realize, the feeling .. it’s the feeling of being alone.
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