Indescribably Out of Hand

I wish that you wanted me.

To the broken hearted, the lost, and forgotten,

Time heals what waiting can’t fix.

I look at old pictures of myself, not for the memories, but to see how skinny I used to be.

I rely on love to get me to the brink of happiness.

I want to be held. I want to be touched. I want to be kissed.

Where are the sparks? Where is the feeling?

If I want something as badly as the want to wanted, shouldn’t I feel it?

I’m not an unhappy person, but when I am sad, all I want is other people to hold me.

I want someone who understands me to let me walk away from them, and I want them to follow me. I want them to know what I’m thinking. I want them to know what I’m feeling.

I think we all need someone who can make us feel better without saying a word.

On the emotional level, I can fix it. But for some reason, I need someone to pick up the pieces. I need that person to wipe my tears. I want that person to tell me it’s okay. A kiss, a hug, a touch - something. Hold my hand, help me believe in miracles. Help me believe in the power of love. Help me feel. 

Right now, my heart feels heavy.

I don’t do tragedy very well. I can’t handle it. We’re not even related. We barely know each other. You’re dying. You have been. You’ve been in the hospital for four months and 5 days. You’re dying. You’re too young to die. Please, you’re too young. I barely know you and my heart is breaking over you. Your case is unfixable, unsolvable, impossible. Don’t die. It’s not fair for you. It’s not fair for your mom, your dad, your brother. It’s not fair for anyone. I’m so sorry. 

I hate yelling

I have no one to kiss me tonight, tomorrow night, any night.

What makes you think?

Have you ever thought why we think?

What makes us so inquisitive?

Why is there such an impossible question of “why”?

There must be some answers. 

Anonymous asked: why did you make a tumblr?

I like seeing what other people have to say about whatever they feel like talking about, but I like sharing my own thoughts to the world as well!

Anonymous asked: who are you?

My names Mia!