Your whole existence disgusts me, but don’t worry. What you call love breaks us just to make us stronger. You’re sandpaper. You scratch and scratch and try to make us bleed, but we end up shiny and new while you’re alone, useless.
"You wake up every day with a group of people who love you dearly, breath in your lungs, a beautiful face and a kind soul. Everyone who knows you is a profoundly lucky person for it. I know it feels like it, but it’s not over. You’re so young. It’s not too late to fix your heart bbydoll"
the best thing i have ever heard in my whole life.
Do you ever stand somewhere and just watch all the people who are walking away from you? Maybe you know them, maybe you don’t. That doesn’t really matter. The point is that the distance between you is growing. And even if you don’t know them, you can sort of feel them slipping away, can’t you? This is how I feel. Like I am always leaving, or being left behind. Like I am always saying goodbye.