During the day when you’re with people, laughing, smiling, having all these distractions. You kind of force your mind to attempt to shut off those thoughts, and maybe for a brief time its a nice numb feeling away from the pain. Sure you can be happy, but that doesn’t mean you -are- happy.
Then when you go home, lay in your bed, there’s no distractions and the thoughts just flood in. Then it happens all over again.
The only thing I have are music…..
………….that’s a lot of fries..
are you gonna eat all that?..
i’d be happy to help you eat those
☮ Queue’d b/c i’m on a tumblr break. I’ll be back on the 18th. Blame mid-terms ☮
Everyone tells me how Lucky I am but why don’t I feel Lucky anymore?? Its not that I’m ungrateful I just don’t get why everyone thinks I’m so Lucky…. I just wish they would stop caring as much as they do and just relax.
forever reblog conchetumare.
ooooooh cosiiiiita, la lleva sah <3333
como chucha frena?
que hermoso :’)
Can you like, walk a little faster or GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY?