I have a group of friends
I'm just not "in" that group of friends

"is the drunk guy at the party who tries to fight everyone.

America says nothing and pretends they didn't ride in the same car."

Someone once told me that: "Only the people who care about you are the ones who can hear you when you're quiet."

Recovery is hard work. Not wanting to die is hard work.  Trying to ignore the calorie calculator in my head is like trying to ignore television subtitles and sometimes I just can't, body, forgive me.  Every time you asked if I was full I heard you say "fat" but I am trying so hard not to do that.

'many people would be scared
if they saw in the mirror,
not their faces..
but their character.'

My only relief is to sleep.
When I'm sleeping, I'm not sad,
I'm not angry, I'm not lonely,
I'm nothing.

You wanna how I got these scars?

I ripped every last piece of you out of my smile

"And it's not about the petals
It's about the thorns to me
It puzzles me how something
So beautiful and rare
Can cut you so deep
And you wouldn't even care."

The only reason why i stay in my room is because it feels so safe in there. No one yells at me and no one judges me. I can be me without any fear.

Which is worse?

Being present but your presence not felt?

Or being absent and your absence not acknowledged?

made all of his young lovers tragically die...

because he realized some people are only meant to sleep together
six feet under ground.

that the finest souls are those who gulped pain and avoided making others taste it.

You haven't climbed the branches of hate
Disguised as a mansion
That are wrapped tight around
My once, young lungs
Playing a numb song:
"Ra-pa pum-pum."

Smiles are like band-aids

They cover up the pain

But it still hurts

"We are a culture of people who've bought into the idea that if we stay busy enough, the truth of our lives won't catch up to us."

Sometimes I wish that things could get really bad, so I have a reason to **** myself.
Sometimes I wish that nobody cared for me so that I could **** myself without feeling guilty.
And sometimes I wish that I wasn't this type of person, but I am.

I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.

"She's so familiar with being rejected, that even her shadow refuses to be with her."

You hurt me so bad,
that PAIN
even lost its meaning.

"Why do you stay even though it hurts?"

He answered:
"Why do you hold a rose even though it hurts?"

Maybe we admire the sky,

Because no matter how hard the storm

It will always return to how it was before.