I’m tired of people that say “suicide should never be an option” when they have a cigarette stuck between their teeth.

I’m tired of people telling me “everything will be okay” when they are dreading their entire day.

I’m tired of people calling me out for being honest when all they do is lie.

I’m tired of people thinking its fine to drink and drive but don’t ever wear a seatbelt.

I’m tired of people that read vanity magazines and think eating disorders are unthinkable.

I’m tired of people like me, who see the good in people and the bad. Because we can’t make up our minds.

I’m fucking tired of ignorance.

And I’m just tired of being tired.

Don’t stay up late waiting for his call. You could be spending that time dreaming. Instead let him find you. If he doesn’t, well then he never will, and you deserve better.

I literally wish I had the courage to be a homeless person by choice. Life is too stressful. Bills. Jobs. School. Stress. Greed. Alarm clocks. driving. communicating. I feel that if I were homeless I would be happy. I feel like I would have the ultimate freedom. All I would have to do is survive. I just want to fall off the grid. I just want to go into the wild. The earth is my home.