(via travisvann)
Eyes red, cheeks wet, heart broken.
There’s nothing left I can do to save what was left between me and you.
What was left between me and you was broken.
I’m sorry I’m not stonger; I can’t hold out any longer.
I wanted it to work out but it seems the only way to get emotion from you is to make you shout.
I’m sorry I just can’t seem to fix what I did.
But I admitted the truth instead of keeping on the lid.
I have nothing left, nothing left to give.
So accurate
Literally my life at the moment. What the actual heck.
"Shyness has a strange element of narcissism, a belief that how we look, how we perform, is truly important to other people."
- (via r-ealization)
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(via papa-vader)
