Silenced cries.

If only we could go back in time, and save this world.

Thursday, May 29, 2014

By on 6:50 AM
Dear,
What is the point with feelings? All it brings us is pain. I hate liking people. I know they won't like me back, but yet I have this small outbursts of hope. I'm a hopeless romantic but also a realist. Which messes up my mind. I genuinely thought I had a chance. I thought that I could be something someone wanted. But I'm not. I've never been. I'll never be. I need to stop wanting to be something someone wants. It should be enough for me to be, what I want to be.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

By on 12:45 PM
Out of all the boys he could have taken why did he take you. What did you do? What did I do? I thought time would heal everything. It's been 3 years now and I still can't accept the fact that you're gone. Will you please come take me with you? I'm ready to leave everyhting, if that means I can be with you.

Saturday, May 3, 2014

By on 11:04 AM
Dear,
They just won't get it. They won't ever get it, right? I don't even have energy enough to rant anymore.
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