I’m weak.

I should be skating with my friends right now, but no. I’m in my room listening to very loud heavy metal and crying because I’m too much of a wimp to commit suicide. Why can’t I just get my act together and get on with life?

Unhappiness is the key to success.

What’s the point in enjoying life? It’s not as if you’re going to remember every good moment. I may as well waste my life being unhappy and studying for school. If we’re unhappy we know that we’re going to successful in the eyes of the economy.

Be yourself- not your idea of what you think somebody else’s idea of yourself should be.

Henry David Thoreau

(Source: jalexworshipper)

I don’t think I’ll ever understand what goes on in my brain… I hate being a teenaged, one minute I’m happy, the next I just want to cry. But no matter what mood I’m in I still wish that life did not exist.

I’ve been trying so hard to keep it in and not cry, but I’m too weak. I’m such a worthless human being who hates life without proper reason. So many people have actually been through traumatic experiences, and I haven’t. Why do I want to die? I feel so selfish for wanting to die when others would call my life perfect…

invented:

THIS IS SO CUTE


I want to be a cat :3

invented:

THIS IS SO CUTE

I want to be a cat :3

(Source: c-isnenegro, via crowsscream)