Society’s going to judge you either way. 

 There’s no such thing as forever. 

One part of me tells me to move on. But the other half tells me that you’re worth fighting for. 

I don’t know how to stand up for myself whatsoever. I’ve always gone with the flow. I’m always scared that if I say something, I’m going to sound like an idiot. I’ve always cared about how people think of me. That’s probably why I get hurt so much. 

As much as I want things to change, it sucks to realize that things are different now and I don’t think that it can ever go back to what it used to be. 

You obviously don’t know I exist. I give up. 

No matter what type of blog you have, this wouldn’t mess it up. I love Jesus Christ for dying on the cross for me. Thank You, Jesus, I love You.

(via chelseacutiee)

I hate seeing you happy with other people. As much as I miss you, it’s nice knowing that others are making you happier than I did. I get jealous from time to time but it’s alright. But at the end of the day, I still care about you.