I’m just a hearbroken girl bitching about being heartbroken


Like writings from a pencil that have been erased… Subtle remnants exist beneath the surface. Invisible to most; but a constant reminder to those who know what’s there


They say nice guys finish last. They’re right. It is still better to be nice. Who cares where you finish? Be a good human. You will not regret it.


Lies and broken promises leave the worst scars The damage is irreparable Burned That is the perfect description The skin becomes thicker What was painful becomes comforting What was comforting causes distress Everything changes The scars are not external but they never shed You’re different You will never be the same again