weeeenhi:

I find others who are in despair, who are hurt, and who are broken attractive. In an odd sense, that I can renew them, that I can fix it. I can turn their hurt into some inspirational shit you find in a book because I’ve been there and done it all.

But I realize I go after things that aren’t capable for my grasp and maybe that where I find myself hurt. And then there are the words that people carelessly throw around. ‘I love you’.
Do I even want to believe it anymore? Is there such a thing for someone to say that directly to me and mean it?

Oh the complexity and complications I have to offer.

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