I wish I had someone to talk to. I feel destroyed inside but no one knows because I hide behind a false happiness. None of my friends know and I feel I cant tell them how things really are. I wish I just had a stranger to talk to about it all. I hate how one person can have such a hold over you and they dont know or care enough to know. I feel so lost. Someone help.
When I get back, I’ll let you know, that everything will be the same. You can’t deny what you can’t change.
And if you’re happy, well then you’re happy.We could leave it all at that. Pretend you’re happy, and I’ll be happy, then I’ll try to make it fact.
Sleep is the one place I can escape thinking about you and then you go and haunt my dreams.
Probably one of the best costumes from the con that I’ve seen.
The walking dead// Rick Grimes dad jokes
I SHOULDN’T LAUGH AT THIS BUT OH LAWD
this is the post that has cheered me up LMAO