I always wonder why nobody will love me but all I have to do is look at myself and I have the answer. I am simply me. I’m not attractive, my body is in no way good looking, I’m awkward and quiet, I’m super fucked up and I’m weird. The list could go on and on. So I understand. I get why no one will love me. I guess I wouldn’t love me either.
No it's ok I'll be alright I don't wanna burden you with my emotional garbage don't worry
FRIEND IS SAD? TELL ME EVERYTHING. DON'T HOLD BACK. I'M HERE FOR YOU. DO YOU WANT ICE CREAM? BLANKET? I'VE CLEARED THE NEXT 5 HOURS OF MY SCHEDULE, TALK TO ME. I BROUGHT OREOS.
I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.-(via tommyhiddlestons)
I crave to be held, touched,-Michelle K. (via closedforprayer)
loved, wanted, so I push you
away because I want it far
too much. That little, needy
child inside of me with
outstretched arms and
tearstained cheeks is
the scariest, darkest
part of me.