hidden identities

We all have covers. Hidden identities. Things about us that no one knows. But if you really think about it, behind every single instagram picture is a real person. Someone who wants to be loved and accepted. Someone who's haunted by their awful drivers liscence picture and student ID photos. We all put out the best versions of ourselves. The versions we want people to see. The pieces of us we want people to know. We throw them out into the digital universe in hopes that someone out there might put the puzzle together, a puzzle that is completely fabricated. Because no one really knows me, and no one really knows you. No one knows that you fight with your parents everyday, no one knows that you're drowning as you post a smiling picture. And most of all, no one knows how lonely you are in every single way you can be lonely. Trust me, I'm not saying that we should all spill everyounce of our thoughts at every moment. I of all people have found myself to like the mystery of p


and then the lightning came and she changed her ways. same colours, same dreams but no longer afraid. some things you can only learn in a storm. - M


The smell of cigarettes remind me of the best nights. Times that will never be forgotten. It also reminds me, that nothing is permanent. Because those nights will never exist again. Not with them. Not with you. just the smell of cigarette lingering on my sweater,  that reminds me of being used. 


fake happiness  is the worst sadness let yourself feel let yourself hurt, heal  and one day the sun will seem noticebly brighter


he thinks that drinking and inhaling poison will make him w h o l e but really, it just made me l e a v e

you made a mess of things

you know what's messed up? people. they are so weird. they're so afraid of messing things up that they wait around hoping that you might tell them something that they want to hear. but honestly, you have no freaking idea what they want to hear!!!! because you don't really know who they are. they're so afraid of messing things up so they don't tell you what they really want. then you just stop talking, and guess what they messed you up they messed themselves up and the worst of it... they did this all while being afraid to mess up -and that's really messed up
she’s happy because finally, her life is together i'm laughing because her life was never broken she's been whole the entire time only now, noticing -mikayla menzies / glue is useless