why does it always have to be me who never gets anything, who can never get the happiness and things i want

why do people love pretending like they care for me and then ghost me, ignore me, act like im worth nothing

why can’t people just act how they feel

and be honest and straightforward

im so tired

what are you hiding from me…why can’t you just be honest…you know how much i despise liars

you know, you reposting pic that says “nobody can find out how much i need love” hurts a bit.. considering the fact that i would give you (and im already giving you) all the love in the world, but you just don’t want it..you don’t want my love. you don’t see the value in it and you want it from someone else.

why am i so hard to love

i give everything

i give love, attention, affection, fast replies, words of affirmation, listen to you and your interests, ALWAYS there for you, NEVER busy for you, showering? get out and dry hands to reply, studying? leave it and respond ti a message, have album dedicated to you, would do ANYTHING to meet you, understanding, kind, ALWAYS put you before myself, have pinterest boards dedicated for you, loyal, only have eyes FOR YOU and ONLY you, don’t follow random men on social media nor like their posts, don’t even talk to them on a daily basis, start to learn your language, learn more about your religion (even though im an atheist) because i want you to feel safe with me, HONEST, your enemies are mine as well, NEVER would make you feel insecure, just loved and cared for, would send you songs, pictures, posts that remind me of you..

i don’t understand

i wish i could make someone appreciate me

value me

love me

imagine someone hurting cuz they see u r hurt

must be nice

im tired

tips on how to become enough?

One day I will stop falling in love with you. Until I do, I'll be thinking of you.

k.b. // laufey, philharmonia orchestra - let you break my heart again

if one day i stop posting on tumblr, know that im finally happy

while they are ignoring you, they are talking to other people who make them happy. while you are waiting for them, they are waiting for someone else.

wish i could know the feeling when a person

can’t wait to get your message

can’t wait to call you

can’t wait to be with you

screenshots your chat and saves it in an album

writes “ik u r asleep but..” messages

calls you by a nickname they only made for you

only makes YOU special

would do ANYTHING just to be with you

would change themselves for you

would stalk your social media

would save your pics and put then in an album gallery

wish i could know the feeling of being the one.

i wonder what its like to be chosen.

if i looked like that girl you liked pics of, i bet you wouldn’t have ignored me.

why can’t you look at me the way i look at you?