howto-stayalive:

Sometimes I wonder how I’ll end up.

Whether I’ll ever fully recover from this and be completely happy. Whether one day I’ll find love of my life and wonderful friends and job of my dreams and this darkness will be nothing but a blurry memory.

Or whether I’ll someday finally give up and jump under some fucking train.

I’m just curious whether I’ll make this out alive or not.

thedarkperidot:

The crushing moment of defeat when you do everything you can for everyone and it’s never good enough

The crushing moment where you’ve put all of your energy and soul into someone and you realise this whole time they preferred someone else

The crushing moment when you need someone, and nobody’s there.

carelesnes:

i felt left out my whole life. i just wanted to be enough. smart enough. sick enough. good enough. evil enough. talented enough. tortured enough. kind enough. in pain enough. attractive enough. depressed enough. loved enough. manipulative enough. enough something, anything. i just wanted to belong, and i still don’t, and even if i do… it’s not enough. and even if i am going to be… it will not be enough.