Ghetto word of the day: Bishop.
My girlfriend fell down, so I pick the bishop.
(Source: lostchildian)
to know that you’re basically alone. To feel like no ones there to catch you, and the
people that are supposed to support you, don’t support the most important thing to
you. It’s hard to be ashamed of who you are, when you know that who you are is not
wrong, when its te strongest person you’ve ever been. It’s so hard to want to breakdown
and to feel like absolutely nothing every day you have a conversation with your own whats
suppost to be your “support”.
It’s so hard to be constantly torn apart and rideculed for what people think is wrong, but you
know is so right. It’s hard to cry yourself to sleep constantly because it’s the only safe time to
cry. It’s hard to know that they’ll never understand their is so much more, and how sometimes
unbearable the pain really is.
(Source: blogsecret)
