Dear diary,

Fadzli, 17. Perhaps I'm bipolar, and also a hopeless romantic, but I can be the sweetest mafacka' you'd ever meet.
You see, sometimes things are just beyond control.
But I don’t mind, but I’m not surprised to find that you do.
And I feel fine, but I know the same does not apply to you.
So I guess that I’ll curl up and die, too.

(Source: brodiechann, via thecity-isatwar)

And hey darlin’
I hope you’re good tonight.

thecity-isatwar:

Worthlessness

Unimportant

Second-best

You picked the wrong one

I fear these thoughts will never leave me alone

3ridan:

do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking 

(via holdmy-h)