My life seems okay but the person living in it is not happy at all. No matter how many activities she does or how much she works or the amount of exercise she puts in or how many people she socializes with, she always ends her day crying herself to sleep. Her body is alive but her heart is weak. She is suffering. And she suffers alone. All she can do is hold onto the tiny glimpse of hope she has left.

So tiny !

So tiny !

I’ve never seen any high school musical movies except the last one lol.

My heartbeats are cray.

Listening for voices, but it’s the choices that make us who we are.

Google on Thursday? Yes please.

While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me.
Now I feel your name, coursing through my veins.
You shine so bright it’s insane, you put the sun to shame.

I hate these stupid feelings. I hate this useless heart.

What is up with this long term sadness, it’s so freaking frustrating, holy poop. Time heals all wounds, my balls.

I feel so dead inside, I cant stop crying…