Enchanting enigma

I like being alone.

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone. It gives me time to think, and set my mind free. I like eating alone, and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.

(Source: tokyo-tea)

There’s a difference between being a pessimist and a realist.

Get it straight.

Seeing you like this for the first time has made me realize how much you truly care. I’ve never known how much of an impact I am on you. I’m sorry.

My heart hurts.

And we have a winner.

Thanks for smashing my hopes and dreams… I work my ass off studying and maintaining top-notch grades, along with being extremely involved in extracurricular, just to see everything crash and burn in the blink of an eye. What’s the point of all of my efforts if you fail to even acknowledge my drive and intelligence? I’m starting to wonder if my goals and happiness even matter to you. It truly is depressing that I even have to question, considering who you are in my life. Someone who should be my number one supporter fails to avail. Instead, you simply shatter me into tiny pieces, as if you get pleasure from doing so. I haven’t cried in quite some time, so congratulations on ruining my streak. I couldn’t even stop my body from spazzing, nevertheless control my muscles to pull myself up and walk elsewhere. I don’t think I’ve ever shaken so much.