Every night you cry yourself to sleep thinking: “Why does this happen to me? Why does every moment have to be so hard?”

emilieraine:

raindropsonredroses:

365thoughts:

— Maroon 5

You tell me that it’s okay, it’s okay to admit that I’m messed up. But it’s not. I hate to admit it, but you know me too well. I can’t hide anything from you, not anymore. As hard as I try, you’ll wiggle the truth out of me, eventually.

(via expressivity-)

 

(by sstaytruetoyouu)