I’m used to getting hurt.
It’s kind of sad when you’ve had your feelings messed with so much to the point that it doesn’t even matter anymore. You ask yourself, “Why should I care?” since you’ve gone through the same process many times in the past. The worst part is that you keep letting the same routine happen over and over again, and you still tend to get your hopes up knowing it’ll just end tragically like before.
(Source: geleeeezy)
When I’m silent
- didn’t get enough sleep.
- waiting for something to be over.
- don’t have nothing to talk about.
- over thinking/over analyzing a situation.
- upset or worried.
- falling apart.
- or all of the above.
I’m the type of person
- who would be there for you when you needed someone.
- who would care for you and to make sure you’re okay.
- who would listen to you when you needed someone to talk to.
- who would give you advice when you needed them.
- who would try their best to make you smile.
- who would sacrifice their time for you.
- who would look beyond your flaws and accept you for who you are.
- who would understand the things you go through.
- who would help you with your struggles and problems
