Serving, not succeding

People are so vulnerable at night. They’re willing to spill out their souls to anyone willing to listen. They have desires to do things that never cross their mind when the sun is in the sky.

(Source: cvanillaa)

god damn love is like an easy curve ball.

Life makes it obvious and you’re like “I got this.” but noooo you were expecting it so much that you end up missing.

Here’s a small problem with society; we like to think for ourselves. People won’t help without a motive. I mean I asked for a yes or no question online and people can’t take like 2 seconds of their day to just reply “yes or no.” I mean I even saw who saw the post and I was like…. I helped out you guys for more than just a yes or no question. 

Thanks society, you do a great job at neglecting the beliefs you stand for.

Maybe it’s just because I’m ugly and no one likes helping out an ugly guy, right?

After having a life full of being left out, it’s still a pretty shitty and uneasy feeling on me.

You see my body and say it’s perfect.

I look at it as a burden of the beauty I don’t have.

You look at my hair and say it looks nice.

I see my hair and I wonder how I can make it slightly presentable and work hours to fix what turns into an uglier mess.

Deep inside we only say the things we do because we’re pitiful, not because we actually think it.

He says “congrats on making the team” and shakes my hand.

I’ve never felt happier and more accomplished that I was able to do something others weren’t. I was good at something.