14 Aralık 2014, Pazar
saat: 03:13
“You’re running through the woods,
screaming because you’re being chased,
but then they just stop coming after you.
This isn’t how the story happens
or is supposed to happen or
how anyone expects it to happen—
your killer too tired to kill you.
You want to show yourself
but you never wanted
to have to ask for it, never wanted
to beg to have your heart cut open
just to be sure of what it’s made of.”
Silence is making me uncomfortable & I’m trying to break it. I hate hiding how much the stupid things he did hurt me, but I hate the idea of him finding out even more.
you can't make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
