“I'm not angry, I'm freaking hungry” too, dear Stefan Salvatore.

as long as I know I did nothing wrong, I don't care if we never speak again.

all the versions of me are tired of trying.

pov: your favourite person turns out to be a life lesson.

“when you are happy, you will go to the person you love, but when you're sad, you will go to someone who loves you.” / Rumi

but if it wasn't meant to be... why did it feel so right when it was happening?

day by day, I'm slowly losing my reason to keep living, but a small part of me is still hoping that someday things will get better.

hurting someone is so easy, like throwing a rock into the ocean; but have you ever stopped and wondered how deep that rock can go?

Idk, maybe I just expect too much.

behind every problematic man, is a family that normalized his behaviour.

when I get stuck in this weird mood where nothing is wrong but nothing feels right either «

Idk how to answer when ppl ask my fav song, like, it depends on my mood and the situation.

just because someone is keeping you around, doesn't mean they are choosing you.

never put me in a situation, where I show you how heartless I can be.

unfortunately 90% of my reactions are are fake; I actually do not give a fuck, I just don't want to make it uncomfortable.

I hope I never become cold just because someone once made me regret having a soft heart.

To do list:
1. Buy a sword
2. Name it kindness
3. Kill people with kindness

either no one cares about me or suddenly 9 people love me at once.