Do you know that feeling?
When you’re just waiting.
Waiting to get home, into your room,
close the door, fall into bed,
and just let everything out that you kept in all day.
That feeling of both relief and desperation.
Nothing is wrong.
But nothing is right either.
And you’re tired.
Tired of everything, tired of nothing.
And you just want someone to
be there and tell you it’s okay.
But no one’s going to be there.
And you know you have to be strong
for yourself, because no one can fix you.
But you’re tired of waiting.
Tired of having to be that one to fix yourself and everyone else.
Tired of being strong.
And just for once, you just want it to be easy.
To be simple. To be helped. To be saved.
But you know you won’t be.
But you’re still hoping.
And you’re still wishing.
And you’re still staying strong and fighting,
with tears in your eyes.
there’s always that one character you like so much its almost embarrassing
(Source: gyaradical, via fake-mermaid)
bread is so fucking good man I could prob eat an entire bakery in 25 minutes or less
(Source: cyberho, via fake-mermaid)
I am a person who continually destroys the possibilities of a future because of the numbers of alternative viewpoints I can focus on the present.