perfectly imperfect.

All around me I notice beauty. In every person I know, every person I’ve encountered, I’ve found something beautiful about them. But it makes me wonder, will anyone ever see that kind of beauty in me? 

No one will ever understand the reason. No one will ever understand how someone new could come into my life, but no matter how many boyfriends I get, no matter how many crushes I may have, I will always be in love with you. 

miss-grace:

Are you ever just overwhelmed by the horrifying thought that maybe, nobody ACTUALLY wants you around? And it’s not that you think everyone hates you, but it’s just that you’re not special to anyone? And that its really kind of sucky that you’re about 98% sure that nobody thinks “Wow, I just really like talking to her.” and that you could probably just disappear without anyone caring that much?

nellyyesenialopez:

I don’t think anyone will ever hate me as much as I hate myself.

i say that its back. but i have a feeling it never left to begin with

it usually hits every night. around this time. nearly midnight. can’t sleep. sometimes it hits early. during school. lose function. it hits hardest at home though. trapped in a box, with no way out. 

you can try and try to show someone you’re there for them. and they’ll take you up on that. go to you when they need help. and you’re more than willing to help them, because you love them. but when you need the same thing in return, when you’re the one in trouble, how quick are they to come and save you? 

i know i’ve got people. yeah i’ve got friends who care. but i can’t seem to let myself open up and reach out for them because almost all of them have given me countless reasons as to why i shouldn’t…