June 2012
56 posts
Sometimes...
here-now-forever:
Sometimes, I really wonder what people see when they look at me.
Do they see that sad girl I try hard to hide? Or do they see the political science student part of me?
Sometimes I feel like my family sees me only like an animated body. They seem to forget that there’s a thing in my chest that’s beating and keeping me alive. They forget that because of that thing I can feel...
This Is My Beautiful Tragedy.: Just another sad... →
fancysfascination:
I hate my mind, it’s such a disaster. I doubt if many will read this and that’s okay, I’m used to people ignoring me and everything I say. I just wish, from the bottom of my heart, that someone would notice me. That someone would look at me, and think “Oh, my. That girl is beautiful.” I wish that…
