I Don’t Care About Your Inspirational Quotes, Right Now I Just Want To Hurt
I know I’ll survive. I’ll find my way out of it. I will end up fine. But sometimes I just want it to be ok that I’m so fucking mad.
I know I’ll survive. I’ll find my way out of it. I will end up fine. But sometimes I just want it to be ok that I’m so fucking mad.
Seriously, I would do anything in the world you wanted me to do. Even if it meant to take me forever right here against this door.
It always happens that way. When one thing goes wrong, everything goes wrong.
It’s definitely a duh that sex can be complicated. That’s just how it works. And for that we can thank our lovely little pea brains for psyching us out and f*cking it up.
I am only me. And that’s the brilliant part of it. Because this isn’t “it” for me. This is actually a time of my life I will one day miss.
I think of other places that might want me better. Anywhere but here, it felt like, and I would be happier. And it made me so sad.
In my mind it’s all so simple. Movement, trusting, feelings, confidence. And when I’m there in my mind, seeing the world carry on as best it should, I will be a whole person
I’ve tried to make sense of it. Because when things don’t go according to plan it has to be for some bigger reason.
Was it love? I shrugged at the question inside my mind because I’d never been in love before, and I didn’t know what it was supposed to feel like.