selimeneli

Hello, my name is selena(: i love everyone. I understand you and you understand me. That my friend, is a real friendship.
Posts I Like
Who I Follow

I feel like I can’t do this anymore.
I keep it all in.
For what?
Nothing.
I’m hurting myself.
I thought I could do it.
You know?
Keep it all in.
Put a smile on my face.
I hate being like this.
I know people have it worse.
Call me selfish .
I
Don’t
Care
I feel nothing
How I cry myself to sleep at night. Dammit I know people have it worse than me.
I try to stand my ground.
Try to tell myself everything is okay. At the end of the day.
I feel like shit.
At this point is just useless.
I used have a reason to be upset. Now.. I’m just naturally not happy. Ridiculous.
What am I suppose to do.
I can’t even handle my own fucking emotions.
Just don’t know what to do.
If I keep this up I won’t be able to do any good to my life… Nor to the people I care about.
Just shut the fuck up Selena and keep on smiling.

.

Just fucking kill me. I’m so goddamn done.

oh.

“ill always be there”

“im here for you”

man. where are you now. 

my mom thinks im a fuckign crazy person trying to take me to see a therapist and all you can do. is not be there. i guess yall are busy. whatever.

i dont care anymore.

im just the crazu little girl again.

happy my ass.

aint gonnah put my happy face out there.

probably am.

im just so tired of this.

Asker Anonymous Asks:
HEY. I followed you ^_^
selimeneli23 selimeneli23 Said:

Why did you put it anonymous? Lolol

amen.. thank you.

(via freakishlyginger)

i get jealous too?!? omfg. wot is this…

timco0p:

When the maker of tumblr is on your dashboard, always reblog.

image

Number one rule of Tumblr.

unf wot.

(via freakishlyginger)

exactly. 

exactly. 

the act i put out there for everyone to see.

school.

friends.

people everywhere.

they see me as a happy motherfucker.

honestly, ive been feeling like shit.

what am i still doing here?

im done with all this..

ugh. i hate saying that.

because its so hard……

i cry.

yet noone sees it.

i cant just change how i am.

ive been this way.

im useless.

just let me die.

why care for me?

only thing i feel i have ever done for anyone is…

make their life difficult. 

bye . dead.

there is no day that goes by.. that i dont think of you.

all those memories…

all the smiles.

the good things

the good times.

it probably isnt you i miss.

just miss the feeling i had.

my emotions.

how happy you made me.

how when you were sad…

i could be the one to cheer you up.

only me..

you changed my bad day, into an amazing day.

you made me happy. 

i loved you.

i feel like i still love you.

but i dont.. 

i cant . 

we dont even talk.

i miss our conversations.

i miss how happy you made me.

into who you helped me become.

you made me better.

you said we could make it work.

yet, you have a girlfriend.

dont get me wrong.

i LOVE that you are happy.

honestly.

i just remember…

how that used to be me.

i was the happy one.

your hugs….

your w o r d s ~ <3

sweetest things anyone could say to me.

everytime i see you. 

“everything comes back”

its the loneliness talking.

but honestly. i feel nothing. ive lost so many things in life.

that when something great comes to me.

i ignore it.

i take it for granted.

i push people away..

yet. i will loved them till the day i die. 

why does this happen to me? 

why cant everything be at my favor.

i hate this.

im not the kind of person that would say “i wish i could die”

and when i do, i mean it.

but the past couple of days.

thats all ive been thinking.

death. 

im done.

elloitsjohn:

image

The phrase I use a lot: “I’m done.” Am I really “DONE? No. I was never done. All the times I claimed I was finished was just me excusing myself from the true meaning: “I’m trying.” Every time you hurt me, I tell myself and everyone, “I’m done.” But on the inside, I try so FUCKING hard to…

I see the shadow going through your thoughts. Destroying every peace of hope you ever had. 

me.

I AM SO DAMN. TIRED. 

of EVERYTHING.

bitch.

you cannot be talking about my friends like that. 

niggah. they are NOT the problem.

you are. 

dont fucking make me go bad to my old self.

but im so damn sure. i want that.

i cant wait to leave. 

go far away.

with someone.

even better, alone.

leave all you motherfuckers behind.

and only talk to the real niggas that i know.

which arent many either.

im just so sick and tired of all the bullshit you have prepared for me.

and im not about to fall for it. 

not like everyone else did.

you stupid hoe.

i hate you with a passion.

and you dont even know it. 

i love you so much.

you wont be hurt.

not anymore.

im here.

to save you.

ill always save you.

a l w a y s ~

when you fall. 

when your dumb self trips.

i will ALWAYS be there.

you are my best friend.

ive never felt like this.

only for three other people…

not even.

i love you so much. xx

and in the future…

i will show you all of this.

and then,

you will know..

i am a friend that no matter what. will be there.

xxxxxxxxx

rebekahlynnlove:

A: You’re thinking of the verse in Leviticus, right?

“Do not cut your bodies for the dead, and do not mark your skin with tattoos. I am the Lord.” Leviticus 19:28

You see, back then people would tattoo themselves (and do other crazy things) to worship false gods. Obviously God doesn’t want His…

I dont reblog much. But i love this soooo much, i had to. 

(via brokenpenmanship-deactivated201)

“i will always remember you” 

i miss you so fucking much.

it isnt even funny.

this goes out to everyone.

i hope i did the right decision.

I KNOW.

i did the right thing.

so, till next time buddies. <3 xoxoxo