Who Up Feeling Ugly As Hell

“We never believe we’re beautiful, no matter how many times we hear it. We never believe it until someone says it in the right way.”

— Francine Prose

i wish and i wish and i wish but it will never make things return to the way they used to be. i can wish all i want, but it will never be enough. i wish for the same thing every time: to be special to someone again. i know i shouldn’t tell you because now it won’t come true, but i think i was doomed anyway.

Being sad is sooo exhausting I’m losing HP by the second

posting on tumblr is like yapping into the void except the void is filled with ship posts of grown men

i love my friends so much

Wish I could be committed to literally anything

Ouhhh ouhhh ouhhh

Keeping secrets sucks

take me out back and give me the old yeller special atp i’m fed up dawg

feeling like people do not like me as much i as i think they do

i know if you don’t like yourself is manifests and blah blah blah

but it just kind of feels like my self hatred is a stab wound and i can’t stop the bleeding and everyone around me has to wipe up the blood and i just watch as it stains their clothes and it feels like i’m frozen

whatever i don’t know i’m sure it’s not nowhere near as deep as i’m making it

i just wish i wasn’t the one initiating almost everything in my relationships