Everyone’s heartbroken nowadays, but I mean, we all just have to move on. What’s the point of reminiscing when you know the person is no longer worthwhile; when they’re no longer who they used to be? When their heart is somewhere else? Do you think they still care for you, and are still thinking about you? Because quite frankly, they aren’t.
He ignores you, but you like him. He does nothing, but you fall for him, you miss him, even though you know he’s never thought about you.”
Crying isn’t a weakness.
It just means you’ve been strong for far to long.
Hate spilling my heart out and then having to try to eat it back up /:
Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.