I like this picture for all the wrong reasons, it’s one of those pictures that makes you feel different. & who cares if no one sees it.
I don’t write to be heard. I write to express what I can’t have a clue about, things I think all people wonder. I know I do.
Wait what’s wrong?
I just want you to love me
Is it you I can’t love or
Is it me not being able to be loved
Please love me
Can you just save me?
What if I asked you to love me forever
How am I not happy?
And you are?
Must be something I’m not.
I hate the sadness I feel when I see you happy.
Happiness was it that?
Will someone remind me?
Love is hard.
This applies to anyone who hates on something I say or do, yea pick a spot and kiss my butt, haters.
I haven’t slept but will as soon as I complete the task of writing this in the intention of people actually caring about what I have to say. Anyways, I have 8 hours of sleep to get through wake up, get ready and teach wonderful children how to swim, and get myself a wonderful tan that people usually pay for.. Also have to make several pit stops. But I hope your day is just as sunny as mine will be :) goodnight tumblr, maybe the odds be ever in your favor!