She said she'd rather fix her makeup, than try to fix what's going on-Switchfoot (Gone)
And I give myself three days to feel better or else I swear I'll drive right off a fucking cliff because if I can't learn to make myself feel better how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?-Bright Eyes
It's hard to look in the mirror these days when everyone has everything you'd rather be-Saves the Day (Handsome Boy)
This is where I say I’ve had enough, and no one should ever feel that way that I feel now. A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises, and I don’t believe that I’m getting any better.-Dashboard Confessional (Saints and Sailors)
These words consume her, but they never set her free.-Something Corporate (Good News)
I can bend and not break. Or I can break and take it with a smile.-Dashboard Confessional (Bend and Not Break)
These cuts are leaving creases. Trace the scars, to fit the pieces, to tell your story, you don’t need to say a word.-Dashboard Confessional (If You Can’t Leave It Be Might As Well Make It Bleed)
I'm the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. Just like the Cheshire cat, someday I will suddenly leave, but the artificial warmth of my smile, that phony, clownish curve, the kind you see on miserably sad people and villains in Disney movies, will remain behind as an ironic remnant. I am the girl you see in the photograph from some party someplace or some picnic in the park, the one who looks so very vibrant and shimmery, but who is in fact soon going to be gone.-Elizabeth Wurtzel (Prozac Nation)
She could shut out the whole world, including herself.-Alice Sebold (The Lovely Bones)
Someone asked me the other day if my glass was half empty or half full. I was going to say it's empty, but that's not completely true. My life isn't void and I have my happy moments; but they usually just seem to disappear, or get worse. So, my glass is cracked. Yes, cracked. It gets filled up with happiness and hope, but it always ends up escaping my grasp. It always ends up emptying out. It will never be full because it's always leaking. And one day, it will get thrown away, because no one wants a broken glass. Yeah, that's right. I'm broken.-Ncolie13 (on bolt)
She was screaming so loud she lost her voice for days, and no one even noticed.
I guess there comes a point where you just have to stop trying because it hurts too much to hold on anymore.
She doesn't reply, apart from the wall that comes up in her eyes
Just when I thought my life was coming together, I realized it was just starting to fall apart.
Sometimes it hurts more to smile in front of everyone than to cry all alone
Sometimes all u can do is smile and walk away, hold your tears back and pretend like everything’s okay
I close my eyes, wishing I'm fine...even though I'm not this time
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