Going through your old posts or your likes and reblogs in Tumblr and remember different phases in your past? Such a nostalgic feeling…
I’m tired of feeling sad, feeling unwanted, I don’t fit in with any of my friends. I don’t talk to anybody the way I use to before. I’m tired of being put down by my parents, I’m tired of hearing these voices. I will never forget when he told me, “You can control your thoughts, because they’re you’re thoughts.” You can’t control it! Why doesn’t anybody understand me? Why do u have to be so alone?
I understand you. Because I’m just like you. Unwanted. Hated. Badmouthed.
I’m not the girl boys fall in love with. I don’t have a talent in anything special. I’m not outstandingly beautiful. I’m not the easiest person to talk to sometimes. I say ‘sorry’ too often. I don’t have the perfect body. I’m not smart or mysterious or fascinating. I’m just me and that never seems to be good enough.