Trovo incredibile come, a volte, dietro quel dolore insostenibile al petto, la voglia di urlare e sparire, il sorriso bagnato dalle lacrime per un dolore che non vuole andare via e la sensazione che il mondo ti stia crollando addosso, riusciamo comunque a mettere su una maschera, un sorriso che passa inosservato e nasconde ogni traccia lasciando nell’oblio dell’ ignoranza e dell’egoismo altrui i propri sentimenti.

- I was dreaming for too long

francimic:

Vorrei qualcuno che vedesse qualcosa di speciale in me, o forse vorrei soltanto sentirmi così, vorrei volermi più bene di quanto me ne voglia

(via latuassenza)

Sometimes you just want to lay in your bed crying and listening to sad music.

The worst part is when you’re having an amazing day and then, all of a sudden, there’s something that ruins it all and you just feel sad, out of place and depressed.

thoughtkick:

“I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life and start figuring out the one I have.”

— Holly Black

(via yvosquiensos)

Answer:

qaradise:

to be loved and respected 

1stfrom92:

(via giuseppesciume)

smoke-stungeyes:

Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.

(via yvosquiensos)

It sucks being the friend who doesn’t want to bother and who’s always there for everyone but no one cares about you.