
So that’s what being alone is
I discovered.
It’s scrolling through a list of names,
Not one of them the right person to turn to.
It’s running through phrases to filter your thoughts through,
Because no one you know would really understand what’s going through your mind.
Being alone doesn’t mean being on your own.
It’s having no one to turn to
It’s having no one to talk to
It’s shutting your mouth and putting down your phone and pretending you’re not shaking,
Because if no one else cares, you’ll pretend you don’t either.
i wonder what MY smell is????? when people wear my clothes or sleep in my bed…..what does it smell like?! WHAT IS MY SCENT
(via outraged)