I feel like I have to try harder than everyone else to simply live, and it doesn't have to be that way. but it is. why is it harder on me?
“Sometimes, all you can do is lie in bed, and hope to fall asleep before you fall apart.”
— William C. Hannan
Living feels so heavy right now. I just want to pause life for a second and just breathe. It feels like I can't fill up my lungs completely, like I'm always out of breathe.
Frida Kahlo, from a letter written in 1934, featured in "The Letters of Frida Kahlo,"
Trying to put on a front when my world is crumbling is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.
The only reality where I'm happy is a reality where I'm dead, gone from this earth.
A reality where I'm never born.
Everything would be so much better.
when i’m hurt, i shut down, i turn into a total bitch i shut off my emotions i act differently towards everything and everyone and i hate it
if you loved me, why did you hurt me so bad?