Little Veracity
Posted on 22nd Apr at 12:21 AM, with 741 notes


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Posted on 21st Apr at 11:57 PM

I hate you damnit. I love you so much and I hate that. You treat me like shit and I hate that. All I want is to be with you and I can’t and so I try to move on. But I still want you. And I try to impress you. And I do everything for you. I make up lies to make you believe I can be happy without you. But you just don’t care about me. I devote so much of my one into making sure you’re happy because all I care about is your happiness. And you tell me about all the people you love and it kills me. You say no one loves you but I DO. And I hate this. You look right through me. I want you to see how much I try with you. I love you. But all you do is use me.

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Posted on 1st Apr at 6:43 PM

How can you be the reason I stay alive and the reason I want to die at the same time?

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Posted on 1st Apr at 12:09 PM

I’ve never known the right thing to say to you. But, for the 1st time I’ll just tell you the truth. I am lost. I am depressed all the time and I don’t know why. And I start to tell you things because I feel like I can trust you. And it’s weird to me because I don’t trust anyone. But then I stop myself. I stop because I don’t want you to see me like this. And I don’t want you to think of me as some charity case that you are compelled to help. And your opinion of me matters. Probably more than anyone else’s opinion of me. So if I show you my bad side then what good is left of me? And you said you’re only friends with me because you feel you need to help me. And I hate that. Everytime I think of that I want to cry. Because I could name 100 reasons why I want to be and could be so lucky to be your friend but you only think of me as something that needs to be fixed. And that kills me. And I love being your friend but honestly it’s really painful to be your friend. I told you that whatever it was that made me like you was over. But I lied. I still like you. A lot. And I don’t know why. I’m upset all the time because I’m just alone. I don’t think anyone gets me but that’s because I never let anyone in. I have family shit and friendship shit. And I hate who I am. And I feel like my life is going no where. How am I supposed to wake up everyday and have nothing to live for? I want there to be some kind of purpose or feel as if I matter to someone. And I can’t talk to you because I want to matter to you but the only reason I matter is because you feel you need to help me. But you can’t. And I like you but you don’t like me and you never will and I get that. And even then I like you too much to ever bring you into my shitty life. I like you too much to ever put my pain onto you. Which is why I stop myself when I try and express my misery. Because is rather be in forever pain than to see you hurt for a second.

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Posted on 1st Apr at 10:09 AM, with 32 notes
"Six words cannot explain this feeling"
six word story (via vampire-veekend)
Posted on 1st Apr at 10:09 AM, with 32 notes
"hurting you is never an option"
six word story #26 (via heysnapshot)
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