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the perks of being a wallflower
we accept the love we think we deserve
but what if I don't think I deserve any?
the silence of the night is too deafening and the ripples of nightmares come and go with ebbs and flows.
some nights, memories, thoughts and moments paint pained pictures that come back and haunt me. what they said is true, the ghosts of your past will come and haunt you no matter how you try and shake them off. I am utterly embarrassed to be called a human being sometimes, why do people have the ability to hurt others? Why? Why can't the world be full of rainbows and lollipops and chocolate coated raisins?
but what if I don't think I deserve any?
the silence of the night is too deafening and the ripples of nightmares come and go with ebbs and flows.
some nights, memories, thoughts and moments paint pained pictures that come back and haunt me. what they said is true, the ghosts of your past will come and haunt you no matter how you try and shake them off. I am utterly embarrassed to be called a human being sometimes, why do people have the ability to hurt others? Why? Why can't the world be full of rainbows and lollipops and chocolate coated raisins?