September 2012
“Deciding whether or not to trust a person is like deciding whether or not to...”
– Lemony Snicket (via we-allhaveastorytotell)
“Once you meet someone, you never really forget them.”
– Chihiro, Spirited Away (via lilychung)
Should have. Could have. Would have. Didn't.
When I need someone the most,
hi-aj:
there’s no one there. But when someone else needs me, I’m always there. I don’t understand. I’m such a good friend to those who seem like they really need it, but when it comes to my needs, no one cares. Sometimes I feel like I care about people too much and in return, no one seems to care about me the same way I do.
Why,
minhtyfwesh:
hi-aj:
Why are you waiting for someone who obviously has no interest in being with you ? Why are you hoping for something that you know isn’t going to happen ? Why are you throwing away your dreams and happiness for someone that isn’t really worth it ? Why are you crying over someone that doesn’t waste a tear on you ? Why aren’t you moving on?
Because I’m an...
When I'm silent:
fashionsociety:
didn’t get enough sleep.
waiting for something to be over.
don’t have nothing to talk about.
over thinking/over analyzing a situation.
upset or worried.
falling apart.
or all of the above.
It’s amazing how at one point in our lives we will be extremely close with someone and then later they will become a complete stranger. You will pass by them without a word. Without a single acknowledging look. This person, who once knew you so well, who once knew your fears, your desires, your dreams, your past, is now walking right past you, seeing right through you.
“Expectation is the root of all heartache.”
– William Shakespeare (via olegonu)
Over time you start noticing that some people just...
I'm an over-thinker.
her-trillest:
I usually look at the worst possible side of every situation, and I make big deals out of the simple things. Too often, I let my emotions take over my thoughts then I end up getting over emotional for the stupidest reason. Other’s can’t understand how I feel and I never bother to explain because my problems are the ones I create for myself and they don’t actually exist. I know...
I'll eventually not give a fuck anymore.
“We don’t even ask for happiness, just a little less pain.”
– Charles Bukowski (via inspirationalbullshit)
“( 雨 ): An old Japanese myth says that if two star-crossed lovers commit dual...”
– (via white-l-o-t-u-s)
