“Sometimes, I feel like ripping apart my skin, and searching for a reason for why I feel this empty. Maybe my veins are tangled, or something is lodged in my ribcage. Because it feels like something inside of me is missing or broken.”—Unknown (via fawun)
I’ve become so caught up with constantly worrying what other think of me, trying to be what people want from me, I’ve lost myself. Im sick of always needing others approval. i want my confidence back, I’m not comfortable with myself and i cant help but blame all of this on him. Im a coward.