im such a fucking jealous asshole i pretend like i dont care but i care so much im gonna explode
Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.