February 2012
56 posts
Nothing can be worth this pain I feel.
schneiderman:
I feel like I’m always the one getting left behind. I’m always the odd one out. Of my friends. Amongst all the couples. In my family. At work. I’m always making others feel better. I’m always asking if others are okay. Nobody ever asks me if I’m okay. Because nobody cares. They’re too focused on their own little fucking worlds.
It's hard to talk to you.
Maybe it’s the lack of communication we share, or the hardship of opening up that makes it difficult to talk to you sometimes. I have all these things I want to tell you, but I can’t seem to get my thoughts out through my mouth, as they are trapped inside my mind with a lock I’ve lost the key to. I honestly think we would have a different outcome if I was able to tell you just half of the things...
Something tells me that you wouldn't fight for me...
SCHOOL:
In class: 1+1=2
Exercises: 1+2+1=4
Test: John buy 4 oranges. He eats one and gives another to Ted. Calculate the sun's mass.
