JUST LET GO OF THE MEMORIES

We try so hard to save everyone else that we forget that we are the ones that need saving.

In Need of Saviors {via idoubtanyonecares}

I used to be your first choice. But then she came along. I don’t blame you for choosing her though. She’s so perfect, and I’m so….Me…

No Longer a First choice {via idoubtanyonecares}

Every night I find myself staring at my ceiling… Just thinking about you. And every night I just come to the same realizations. If you cared about me, you would be texting me instead of her. If you cared about me, you would try to make our conversations last longer. If you cared about me, you would talk to me even if there were other people to talk to.

But you don’t care about me…. Not anymore.

During the day, I try as hard as hard as I can to be positive. And most days.. I succeed :) But every single night, the pain comes rushing back. And I don’t think any amount of positivity will end that…

Å.G.P.

Sometimes I wonder if you even want to be my friend. You never seem to want to talk to me, so why not take it one step farther?

Å.G.P.

I have a bad feeling that my good mood is going to be destroyed when I go back to school tomorrow...

When school vacations end so do my normal thoughts // @im.not.living.im.surviving on ig

Whenever Things Seem To Be Getting Better

Me: Wow, I'm actually happy.

My Brain: ha! No you aren't

Me: What do you mean?

My Brain: Here are memories of all the things that you fucked up. Oh! Don't forget about the people that used to be a big part of your life but aren't anymore!

Me: ........oh yeah........

We can get through the daytime without a single black thought. But as soon as our heads hit the pillow and the lights go out, our minds are quickly consumed by the darkness. When we open our eyes the next morning we feel the same way we had the day before. “fine.” But every time we open our eyes after a night of darkness, a bit more of our light has slipped away from us. I can’t help but think that someday all the light will be gone. So tell me… How do you live without light?

You don't.

That moment when you’re sitting in class and trying to pay attention, but eventually you just give up because all you can think about are the memories. The memories that you made with meaningless people back when you were naive and oblivious to how easily they could shatter your glass heart. But you’re stronger now because you’ve finally rebuilt it. This time out of solid steel instead of the fragile glass you used the first time. But there is one big flaw in fixing a broken heart… The memories will never disappear. Your brain will never let you out of the prison you created. There is no way to escape… So you continue sit in class and try to pay attention, but it will never work because all you can think about are the memories.

Å.G.P.

And when you’re finally happy, you’re scared. Because every time you feel happy, something bad happens and ruins it.

When will things ACTUALLY get better? {via idoubtanyonecares}