pomfette:

if you miss someone who does not miss you, or who is no good for you, or is unattainable, take all the love you once felt for them and spread it around other places. put your love in worthwhile people and things, turn the romance in to passions for hobbies or admiration for others- enrich your own life. focus on yourself and those who actively make you happy.



I am the luckiest man in the galaxy.



legalwifi:

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“I am more than a number
but this term, my GPA tells me I’m a 3.2.
Spend all your afternoons studying,
who cares, it wasn’t fucking good enough in the end.

I am more than a number
but this weekend at the mall I was a size 8.
The jeans cut off circulation to my legs
but who cares, I’d lose limbs to stay thin.

I am more than a number
but yesterday afternoon I was a big, red 70 on my paper.
I couldn’t find time to study between my tears
but who cares, break down in the girls’ bathroom and get back to class,
who cares, mental health never meant shit to anyone.

I am more than a number
but next week I will be ranked top 10 in my grade.
Everyone will look at me like I’m a genius, like I’ve broken the barriers of human intellect,
they will say “you don’t even study, you’re so smart”
who cares that you’ve had daily anxiety attacks since school started a month ago, who fucking cares you’ve dedicated the best four years of your life to this shithole so you could get out and live the next sixty in this bitter world with a few extra bucks at hand,
who fucking cares.

I am more than a number
but right now I am sixteen 10 and 2.
I am 12 years of standardized test grades and a GPA out of 4.0
I am nothing but broken attempts to be what they want me to be.
I am endless hours of studying and countless tears.
God forbid you ever know my name.”

I can never be good enough, no matter how hard I try. // k.c.w. (via dreamingtravesty)

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