i am art!!!!!!!! fuck you
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Everyone can choose whether they live or they die. Some people, well most people believe that death is an escape to life in a good way. Obviously it is an escape to life and it’s your choice to escape or just continue and deal with whatever reality you are in because you’re given life to live it not to want to end it. However there are the majority of people who want to die, who enjoy hurting themselves, who think no one would care if they chose to escape. They are the people who should be hurting society not society hurting them because everyone’s allowed to choose what happens to themselves right? Then why the fuck are people called attention seekers, begs, losers and freaks for just wanting something for themselves that will help them. Every person deserves there own choice on what happens to themselves no matter their sexuality, race, age or religion, everyone is still aware of themselves and the actions that they make no matter how different they are to everyone else. People ask to be accepted by the world but they don’t accept all the other people. I wish everyone would just let people make their own decisions and not call them names or make them anymore different than they already are, due to their thoughts.
You will always be in my heart. You may not be a part of my life or in it the way I wish you would be. But you’re there, taking up room in my heart and giving me reasons to think about you. So even though this didn’t play out the way I wanted it to, I’ll still keep you safe, in the place that pumps life through me. So I’ll think of you.
She is Art. What the fuck do you expect from her, other than confusion, beauty and goddamn soul?
i let myself be used over and over again, because it gives me hope that i’ll be loved again one day.. truth is things are getting terrible again and i hate myself and i hate having no one and i hate life, i fucking hate life
tomorrow it will be 3 days till my birthday, i am completely terrified, this time last year my life was amazing and now it is being the worst time of my life so far.. things change and i don’t like how things are now
It’s scary how 3 words can make the biggest difference in someone’s life. Whether it’s “I love you.”, “I hate you” or “Your Dad’s dead”. Those three words determine everything about your life in that moment.
I just want to talk to you and tell you how life is treating me and ask you about news in your life and how are you doing I know we can’t be together but I still miss your voice and how we talked for hours till we fall asleep how your words comforted me when I was so upset I miss you and you can’t know how much l feel empty and how much my soul is craving you
I can’t help but cry when i contemplate everything and come to terms with the fact that i ruined my own life. Now I’m stuck here with no one , I’m taken for granted when all I want to do is care and love and be a good person for once. I hate waking up every morning to then come back to the reality that it’s been nearly two years and it feels like I’ve never even known you. Life is a fucking joke and I don’t find it fun anymore.

