dollfacepunk

Life is exhausting. Deciding between what you really want and what you really want sucks. That might not make any sense. But who cares if anyone else knows what I mean.

"Why are you so far away she said, why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you, that i'm in love with you. You, soft and only. You, lost and lonely. You, just like heaven."

Dear Robert Smith, you write then best depressing lines. Love, Jenna.

Is it possible to be selfish and selfless at the same time? Cause I think I'm totally pulling it off. On some levels i've made myself completely numb to it. On others it's nice to know that people can still make me feel something. Something other than exhaustion and repetetive nonsense. And I'm not pointing the finger at anyone specific and it's def. not their fault i feel this way.

I'm running away. That's it. I've decided. To someplace where I can start over and enjoy every moment to it's fullest until the past comes back to bite me in the ass and everything turns into the same place i ran away from.