after a certain number of people giving up or walking away from you, you just end up giving up on yourself and thinking what’s the point anymore
im not gonna lie to myself anymore
im tired of feeling irrelevant and despondent but i’ve become so used to it i am uncomfortable being any other way
i have not talked to anybody recently because i am uncomfortable with who i am now, and im afraid. Because this isn’t me. Or maybe it is me, and that’s why I’m terrified. Because this is who I really am. I can’t tell whats real anymore.
I fall in love with everything. I also hate everything. It’s very hard to be a misanthrope and a romantic.”
— (via fuckinq)