lettersto-savemyself:

Meaning (152/365)

It was never wrong to exert so much effort. To give your everything to one person, to prove how much you love them.

But as they say, too much of one thing is bad.

You sing songs for someone who does nothing but judge your taste in music, than listen to the lyrics you utter that hold so much meaning.

You write poems, essays for someone who doesn’t even think of you, let alone write about you. Someone who doesn’t even read the words that fill your heart.

You speak praises and compliments for someone who sees nothing but your faults.

You create lyrics, melodies, songs for someone whocan’t even hear the way you hum your favorite tune.

You change your everything, even if it’s against your will sometimes, for someone who doesn’t even notice the changes you’ve made, who doesn’t appreciate the fact that your change was for them.

And it all goes into an endless cycle.

Efforts gone unnoticed, faults forever highlighted.

feastings:

ok here is my contribution to the jake-english-is-a-babe movement

hi-ru-ko:

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11年夏ごろ

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