It’a just another day and another year. But time is passing by quicker than ever. I have six months left of study and my motivation has gone out the window- a full time job lined up to start in a months time. I look like I have it together, I don’t. A relationship I thought was the one- the only person I could love and trust so deeply, lost. My body is being beaten up day by day with alcohol and cigarettes- my rebellion has gone too far. Friendships are being damaged and all for what? So what, a man I thought I was in love with me snaps his fingers and decides I’m not good enough for him nor his family- why do I even care about him? Everyday, I think of him. Everyday I miss him. Everyday I love him more… Yet he would prefer to keep me as a distant memory. Then other people come on the scene, ones that seem like they are just in for a good time- turn out to be lovely. Then the ones I pay way too much attention to that are happy to just use me. I’m lost.
Discarded suitcases of Auschwitz victims-
(Source: hellohistoria, via oneworthfightingfor)