This is me wishing I could wash it all away, but realizing I can’t.
I’m done feeling insignificant in the eyes of the ones I love.
In your childhood home, nothing was ever good enough.
Looking for love is complicated at best. It’s even harder when people constantly ask why you’re not in a relationship and you have no idea why yourself.
No matter how much you love someone, there are times when you can’t handle situations alone.
People always say that I need to live for today, but sometimes “today” sucks royally.
Someday I hope you’ll see me.
A revolving door is all I’ve ever known; I’m too much for people to stay. Anxiety may make me believe these things, but the truth is that people turn those fears into reality all the damn time.
It’s hard to care so much that I’d walk through fire, especially when a voice inside tells me you don’t feel the same.