I don’t know why
I lay here, and all I keep saying is “I don’t know”. Hour after hour I continually question my emotions, but the more I think about it the less I know what this feeling taking over me classifies as. I live a great and genuinely happy life so I don’t know what’s constantly bothering me. Imagine a bottomless hole that slowly obtains more and more pressure, so much that you want to implode; that’s how my chest feels. I can’t explain why I feel this way because of all the “wonderful” things I have in my life, but the feeling is there. I don’t know why; I just don’t.
r3volutionaries asked: Hi, I’m Hailey :) Recently you reblogged my post about getting something in your ask, so please just never forget that you're beautiful, loved and of great value to the world. My ask is always open if you need a friend or advice, or even just a conversation :) I hope you have a fantastic day<3
This is one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me. This just goes to show that there are still good caring people out there. Thank you, I’m always here to converse if you’d like as well.(:
- January 2012 : This year is gonna be my year.
- December 2012 : I tried.
Realizations at Their Finest.
Ever get high and just sit numb while thinking about your past; think about the other periods in your life when you’ve felt just like how you do now? Imagine how our memory storage works. Whenever our body feels a certain way, it considers it a brief check point and stores it away with all the other memories we have when we’ve felt that way. I wonder.. How many check point does one recive until they stop living?