I just want to feel important, which I haven’t felt like in so long.
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I just want to feel important, which I haven’t felt like in so long.
I just want someone to care.
I feel numb.
It’s time I’ve told someone.
There is something terribly terribly wrong with me.
I do not like feeling unimportant, but that is constantly what I am.
I do not like feeling vulnerable, but that is constantly how I feel.
I do not crying, but that is now constantly what I’m trying to hold back.
I am not happy.
I do not remember the last time I was carefree and happy, I truly do not.
I need a break, but somehow, some way, I believe that for the rest of my teenage, adult, and old life, I will not get it.
One day I will break, and I will list every single person responsible.
Bend someone far enough, and they will snap.