Why do people listen to sad songs when they're sad?
Why do we read conversations over and over again, knowing it will hurt us more and more?
Why are we like this?
Why am I like this?
I kind of hate it.
I'm sad, and I make myself more sad. I don't understand. I don't understand myself sometimes.
It's like when you're hungry,
And you look at pictures of food on Tumblr, or Instagram, or Facebook. And that food looks so good and so delicious but it's not very likely that you'll eat that. And so you just get more hungry.
Why are humans so dumb sometimes?
Why am I so dumb?
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Oh Honey ✔
Poetry"I just want to love myself" [In which a girl tries to discover who she is, and learns embrace it ] ( Basically rants & random stuff)
