When you’re searching for that one special someone and then realizing all that was for nothing because the person you’ve been looking for has been right there in front of you this whole time.

If you’re not happy, then simply tell the person and just go — rather than doing something you might regret in the future and hurting the person.

xrosebmrng:

I have no real friends, just school friends and acquaintances. My phone never gets any texts or phone calls unless I’m the one calling or texting them first. I feel like the people I go to school with don’t give one fuck about me, and I’m right. I’m usually never invited to any kind of events, whether it’d be parties, hanging out, etc. I try to tell myself that friends are overrated, that I’m better off without them, but I can’t help but be lonely. I don’t have social anxiety, I’m not even awkward. I feel like I’m a friendly person, and open up to people very easy; sometimes a bit too easily. I feel as if I’m more mature than everyone who surrounds me, that I have plans to be successful in the future and determination; when they don’t.

I just want to meet one real friend in real life, just one. One person whom I can be my complete self around without feeling uncomfortable or trying to change myself to be more accepted. Someone who shares my interests, loves everything I do. I want to meet someone who wants to hang out with me, who enjoys my company, who looks forward to our talks. But as of right now, the feeling of loneliness still lingers; I still have time, as I wait for someone real to step by my path.

That moment when you realize that everything you believed in is complete and utter bullshit.

(via wtf-michelle)

It sucks growing apart from someone you knew the longest thinking that it would never happen. Every now and then it’s a simple “hello” throughout the day, the conversation goes no where and non of us bothers to put the effort into it, we start getting closer to other people, and now we both act like complete strangers towards on another. We literally went from strangers, to friends, to best friends, to friends, and to strangers once again. What happened?

If you really miss like you say you do, then come talk to me first. I don’t always have to be the first one to say something; and if you want to talk to me, then at least put some damn effort in it. I’m tired of being the only one actually trying to keep the conversation going.