(Source: alicepiperr, via graff14)



Texting someone attractive and treating every text message as if it were a ticking time bomb that could possibly detonate, obliterating the entire face of the universe, causing a tragic repeat of the big bang and erasing all forms of life in existence because you’re afraid they won’t text back.
I hate you. Then I love you. I wanna choke you. Then I wanna hold you. I wanna scream at you. Then I wanna kiss you. I wanna throw hot water on your face. Then I wanna hold your hand. I wanna leave you, like we never existed. Then I wanna stay with you forever.
It’s never neutral with you. You’re always that 50/50 situation.
And it’s driving me insane.
Life would be so much easier if I didn’t have any. I want to be able to bitch at someone that deserves to be bitched at without feeling a least bit guilty. To be able to say, “I don’t care” and actually mean it. Leave the people that hurt me the most and not have second thoughts about missing them later on in the future. Put my happiness before others because it never seems to be worth it anymore. But no, I just had to be born with a heart bigger than my brain.
(Source: iamnocturnal)
I wish its easy being bitter about the world, to have no feelings.