I’m done writing, reading, drawing, thinking, caring, hoping, searching, seeing, knowing, loving, being, so i guess im “leaving”
Hey, so I'm going through everyone who entered my contest to see what country they live in to get an idea of the cost of shipping so I was wondering where abouts you live :)
hi :/ I'm Diana. 14 years old. depressed. untrustful. selfconcious. heart broken.
Tears are what is at the end of every smile. Every time you look back at that smile, you cry. But no matter how much you cry, your heart will never heal. It takes love, caring, and passion. But nowadays, thats impossible.
Love them with all your heart, but it's never enough. Laugh at them when they're down, but it makes you feel worse.
Live a day without thinking about them, easier said than done.
Lie about loving them, breaks your heart.
Knowing everyday that they don't love you back, that's dying daily.
Blood dripping from your body doesn't even compare to the pain in your heart.
Even though you're laughing and smiling at the simplist things, you know you're not fooling anyone.
Giving up doesn’t always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go. Don't click here!