“People think they know you. They think they know how you’re handling a situation. But the truth is no one knows. No one knows what happens after you leave them, when you’re lying in bed or sitting over your breakfast alone and all you want to do is cry or scream. They don’t know what’s going on inside your head—the mind-numbing cocktail of anger and sadness and guilt. This isn’t their fault. They just don’t know. And so they pretend and they say you’re doing great when you’re really not. And this makes everyone feel better. Everybody but you.”—William H. Woodwell Jr. (via cityyandcolour)
Everyone thinks of me as fucking stupid. Well fuck you all. I’m done with everyones bullshit. I hate my family, I don’t like people very much and I hate the world. I honestly want to die. I hate life and always have. Maybe one of these days I can actually move out. But no I’m broke and only 16. Screw life. Screw my family. Screw people. I’m not some dumb ass blonde bimbo.