A thousand moments that I had just taken for granted — mostly because I had assumed that there would be a thousand more.
— Morgan Matson, Second Chance Summer
A thousand moments that I had just taken for granted — mostly because I had assumed that there would be a thousand more.
— Morgan Matson, Second Chance Summer
“Self-destructive is not simply self-destructive. It is destructive to everyone in the vicinity. I left a trail of gasoline and then lit myself on fire. I put everyone up in flames because I couldn’t cope. How selfish. How fucking selfish. I could never apologize enough. I need help, I need to change, and I’m on my way.”
— realizations to recovery // m.b.
“I destroyed you in the process of trying to destroy myself & I want you to know how sorry I am.”
— S.M.C.// deeply feeling series
“When I say I’m hard to love you won’t believe me. You’ll think they are self-deprecating words and merely a misunderstanding. That maybe I just don’t value myself enough. But that’s because when I say I’m hard to love I am not describing anything explosive. I do not mean that I will be screaming through my lungs or wielding weapons with my words. Rather, I will be patient and kind and lead you to believe in things that do not exist. Because when I say I’m hard to love I mean that I am a mirage. You will mistakenly think it only takes time for me to become something more. But no matter how hard you try you will not find what you are looking for.”
— Mirage, V.P.
“I saw her today. The one that hurt you. I looked into the eyes of the girl that took your heart and picked at it for a while before returning to the rock she crawled out from under. I watched the way she walked with no remorse grabbing at her skin, no guilt gnawing at her wrists, nor screaming in her ears. I’ve seen the way that she burned her name onto your bones, and left her fingerprints on your mind, leaving you thinking, maybe you just weren’t good enough. I saw you today. Don’t worry, my love. I’ve also seen the way you’ve mended in my arms since.”
— The eyes see much, but the heart sees deeper.
“i think if i picked through my thoughts and my skin, i would be made of guilt. guilt, and the ache of you.”
— hurting you || r.m. || 5.16.17
“i turn off my feelings because i can’t handle the guilt of hurting everyone around me.”
— a day in this life of mine (S.J.L)
“i try to speak, to explain, but everything that comes out of my mouth sounds like an excuse. i’m sorry i’m not good enough.”
— i’m sorry, mom