Life moves on. People move on. Whether you’re dead or not, the days will still turn into nights. Snow and rain will still fall. Time goes on, and eventually everyone will forget about me.
Life moves on. People move on. Whether you’re dead or not, the days will still turn into nights. Snow and rain will still fall. Time goes on, and eventually everyone will forget about me.
I hope my family and friends realize, If/when this ever happens, please no one see it as selfish. Don’t even think about it. Don’t let it affect you, or change your mood, or the rest of your day. I just want to be happy and I don’t know how to do that anymore. I don’t know what is wrong and what is right. I can’t change who I am, and I can’t change my past. I don’t see a future for myself. I don’t wake up happy, or sad. I’m just emotionless and I’m tired of living day in and day out pretending i’m happy.
I really don’t like this anymore. I don’t like who I am, what I’ve done and the things I can never take back. I really don’t even want to be alive anymore. I don’t know what to do, I can’t have a new life. So I think it’s best to just leave this one. Leave it all behind, at least I gave things a try right?
“Goodbye, sorry to everyone… I just can’t take it… all the thoughts …too many … make my head twist… I must have happiness, love, peace. Goodbye.”
the top left picture though<3
im just laughing at his hands trying to form something but
da fuck is that
the black guy doing spock gets mE EVERYTIME
One time my brother played with my webcam and discovered you could do different things with it.
the botTOM LEFT THO I M SACRKAIOMI
Reason why I hate cats. They’re so scary.
THAT’S WHY YOU TEACH YOUR KIDS NOT TO SLAP THE FUCKING CAT
I feel bad for the cat, I mean, the kid deserves it. you DON’T slap the cat and expect no action back.
I was bathing my nieces, their 2 and 3.
Layla (3yo) looks at the cuts on my arms:
“what happened, did kitty scratch you?” “Yeah, kitty scratched me” “why” “I dont know why” “because you picked him up?” “Yes Layla, I think that’s why” “but kitty never scratches me that much though” “I must’ve picked him up harsly or the wrong way, that’s all” “oh.”
It breaks my heart because I try to hide my cuts from them as much as possible, but it’s different when I’m bathing them. and last time she thought they were tattoos. Her innocence makes me so sad. “I don’t have tattoos like you auntie..” I hope you never do my dear, I love you too much and I don’t want you or your sister to go through what I’m going through.
