Guess I wasn’t special afterall.
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This is perfection. I reblog it everytime.
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(Source: divinitatis, via sex-lust-love)
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(Source: pohyb, via sex-lust-love)
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(Source: anxmi)
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I thought going to bed would solve everything or at least make me feel better. I have never been so wrong.
I’m so tired of telling myself its going to be worth it, just a few more days, keep holding on. Every week, I’m put thru the test of looking forward to something. Its kind of nice when you get the ‘reward’, but when you don’t, it seems like a total big waste of time.
All the effort and sacrifices going down the drain.
The fact that there’s so many other alternatives out there doesn’t hurt either.
Why should I even torment myself with continuous uncertainties and not knowing if its gonna be worth it at the end?
Sigh, I guess everyone gets this tired and unappreciated feeling now and then right? Let’s hope it will go off soon, I really hope it does. -
