I’m not exactly depressed, but I do know I feel empty, I don’t know what to feel anymore…I’ve done losing promises, I’ve done being betrayed and now they questioned me why I’m so cold. I don’t know, honey, I don’t know why either. Probably I don’t even mind when I lose my life the next. I just don’t care. (via hayashidaakuro)

The worst thing about loneliness is you never really know what’s missing
You just know that something isn’t right
And most of the time you never really find that missing piece (via samartass-blog)

Tell me does it ever get better? Because it hurts. (via midance)

I don’t think there has ever been a point in my life where I felt so much that I didn’t know what to say: that I didn’t know what to write. Yet, as I sit here, I cannot think of a single phrase that does justice to the pain in my chest or the thoughts in my mind. I don’t know anymore. (via galaxies-are-amongst-her)