ikamaenyahc:

One day we’ll all learn,
that we had to go through this,
just so we could know.

loveyourchaos:

I feel exponentially better today than I did yesterday.

nevver:

Remember that there are only three kinds of things anyone need ever do.

1. Things we ought to do.
2. Things we’ve got to do.
3. Things we like doing.

The truth is, it’s too hard. The reality is, I have no other choice but to accept it all and take it as another one of “life’s lessons”. I wish I didn’t have to, but that’s the wonderfully atrocious truth of this reality. When it comes down to it, I wish I could go back and change everything. Okay, maybe not everything - but it’d still be nice to change a lot of it. It’s hard being responsible for myself and someone else I truly care about. It was hard being responsible for people who were supposed to be responsible for me. I know I’m supposed to take responsibility for my own actions and mistakes, but mine and someone else’s? It’s too hard. The truth is, I’m tired of being responsible. The truth is, I want someone to take care of me for once. The truth is, I’m tired of being stressed out and having to worry about people(s) I care about. The truth is, I wish I didn’t care at all. But that’s another wonderfully atrocious thing about love. You can’t help but care about those you love. I can’t fucking help it. But, for once, can I get some help around here? I don’t wanna have to remind you, you, or you about your upcoming appointments. I don’t wanna have to remind you, you, or you about the bills you need to pay. I don’t wanna have to remind you, you, or you about what we need to buy at the grocery store - because you don’t pay attention to what’s lacking in the kitchen. I don’t wanna have to remind anyone of anything. I’m not you, you, or you’s secretary. I’m trying to live my own life. Trying to take care of my own shit. I’m trying to be responsible for solely me. And only me. I’m too young to be responsible for everyone else around me. I have too much shit going on to be responsible for all of you. But I know if I don’t do it for all of us, no one will. If I don’t do the things I do for all of us, no one else will. Doesn’t that mean anything to you guys? I just want this weight to be lifted off my shoulders. Off my entire being. It’s hard enough trying to keep myself on track. With all of you depending on me? It’s too hard. But I guess that’s the wonderfully atrocious thing about life; everyone needs, and loves, a good challenge.