party and bullshit.
I don't really give a fuck and my excuse is that I'm young. We like to fuck shit up, get used to it(;
I don’t self harm because I’m sad.
I self harm because I want to feel.
I self harm because I feel like a shallow, dark shell of a human being.
I self harm because I want to hurt.
Because that’s what I’m worth.
I just want to end.
I miss the feeling of having an “us.” I miss feeling someone’s arms around me. I miss waking up to good morning texts. I miss falling asleep on someone’s chest. I miss someone playing with my hair in bed. I miss knowing someone cared about my problems. I miss feeling loved. I miss loving.
(Source: thisisthefirstday0fmylife, via hahahowboutno)
I miss the feeling of having an “us.” I miss feeling someone’s arms around me. I miss waking up to good morning texts. I miss falling asleep on someone’s chest. I miss someone playing with my hair in bed. I miss knowing someone cared about my problems. I miss feeling loved. I miss loving.
(Source: thisisthefirstday0fmylife)
