“Even people I’ve known for so long soon become strangers to me. People change and grow tired of having you in their life. I’m my own best friend. It’s sad, but it is what it is.”—Megan Fox (via sarfaticriss)
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I’d just come out the other side of a relationship that blew up. I was angry, and disillusioned, and ultimately self-destructive. I’d lost everything I believed in, I was as utterly, completely alone as I’ve ever been.
the foam on the sea represents every aspect of my life it is cause by the crashing waves the waves represent my collision with the world the pain of knowing too little while at times knowing too much artifacts of the past washed up on life’s shore things that were thought to be lost so take them back i don’t want them cruel waves i threw them into you wanting you to pull them in and consume them i tried to forget those days long ago the thought of them has destroyed me once already i ended up falling off of the ship washed up nude on the beach one sunny day the best thing that ever happened. but now the storm is coming back. the waves are growing higher and the air smells of rain. the same rain that cleansed me the same rain that tried to drown me i wrote your name in the sand yet the cruel sea took it from me the same waves that washed me here took all that i had, my world i begin to question my sanity asking the wind what it thinks never given a response just an answer to myself from myself my SOS fire is not in hope that i’ll be saved i don’t want to return why return to a world you hate i have all i need here in my own little world only one thing is missing, you.