you ever wanna reblog a post on here but you dont because its too mean and your mama raised you better but you still hit that like button and laugh at it on your own because your grown but not that grown
"You don’t know how to be touched. You don’t know how to be loved. You are lonely and yet you push away anybody who tries to get close. You are a ship going under because you cannot stop pouring water onto your hull. And I am the bucket that will never be big enough to hold all of the drowning in you."