1617:
i am once again asking when does it get better
1617:
i am once again asking when does it get better
“If hurting me doesn’t hurt you, don’t ever tell me you love me.”
“I just don’t really see what’s so great about life? everyone says that you have to keep fighting and just stay alive, but for what? everything just hurts so fucking much and nothing good ever happens, I don’t see what there is to fight for?”—
“How do you say goodbye when your heart still wants to hold on?”—
i have lost all creativity and motivation. i’ve lost my drive and the will to endure. im tired and lifeless while still existing. i avoid all thoughts of the future. i eat in small portions. smiling is a habit but i never mean it. i think people are watching me. i sleep so i can escape myself. i cant trust people. i relive the same day over and over. i never know what to say.
“I break my own heart by expecting people to be as attached to me as I am to them.”—
J. B. Handelsman in Punch magazine, England, December 25, 1963
“Maybe I just wanted it too much, and you didn’t want it enough.”—
Artist is Comicname
We found this in an abandoned parking lot today