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I may laugh, and I may be a little happy. But when I’m alone, the pain comes back and I realise that no one truly knows how I feel.

If you only knew the pain I am hiding behind all my smiles.

She is the girl who smiles and laughs and makes everyone happy but is also the girl who cries herself to sleep every night…

Fuck it, I give up, I’m an inconvenience to everyone, my APOLOGIES for my fucking existence. happy now?

I love how people say “It’s gonna be alright.” All I can think is “Yeah, because it isn’t happening to you.”

I’m an not pissed off…I’m confused, tired and broken. I’d say hurt, but recently found out, when I say “hurt” others say “drama”

Sometimes I just wish I would go to sleep and never wake up

I hurt so much that I can’t form the words to tell you how much it hurts.

The tears that fall from my eyes are not because you hurt me.. They are because the memories that play over and over in my head.

i am the girl who smiles and laughs and makes everyone happy but is also the girl who cries herself to sleep every night…

I love how people say “It’s gonna be alright.” All I can think is “Yeah, because it isn’t happening to you.