Are you ever just overwhelmed by the horrifying thought that maybe, nobody ACTUALLY wants you around? And it’s not that you think everyone hates you, but it’s just that you’re not special to anyone? And that its really kind of sucky that you’re about 98% sure that nobody thinks “Wow, I just really like talking to her.” and that you could probably just disappear without anyone caring that much?

Rarely do you
see an adult walking
around with scars
littering their body;

now, is it because
they were a happier

Or, maybe,
it’s because
most of us
just don’t
make it
that far.

- Anonymous (via justanotherlinewithoutahook)