- Great Gatsby (via foxxies)
I should hate that person, shouldn’t I? But I can’t because I inevitably ruined what we had. That’s the way I am I guess, I ruin everything. Without even wanting to. Maybe I’m bipolar, schizophrenic or delusional but I do things without even consulting myself. Thinking before acting isn’t on my list of thoughts when I plan to do things. It should but it isn’t.
I was the architect of my own unhappiness. Being friend isn’t even an option because I’ll be too sad thinking about all the what if's that could've been our relationship. I always have this tendency to write all the things I want to say without actually saying them. It's normal in me, I guess.
I want to cry, but I can’t. Because every time I start crying I remind myself: you have nothing to cry about because everything is your fault. You shouldn’t be the one suffering. You know what hurts the most? Wanting to cry and knowing you’re somehow…not allowed to.
the feeling of not being able to go to a concert is literally the worst feeling
“High school will be the best four years of your life”
“College is so much better”