You tell me to “cheer up”.
You tell me that “it’s only a bad day”
You tell me “don’t worry”
“Things will get better”
“It’s only a matter of time”
“You should love yourself”
“You deserve better”
“Life is beautiful”
“I love you”
“I care for you”
“You can overcome this”
But you have no idea how fucking hard it is to believe any of that. It’s almost impossible.
I’m so angry and I want to let this out like for instance throw some beer bottles at a wall to release some of this pent up frustrations and emotions.
6 word story. (via pandora-the-voxx)
My dad wants to us to go to the mall and eat out to celebrate mom’s birthday (even mom’s in another country). On normal days i’d be happy because free food but i’m not even in the mood to move atm.