Me, laying in the bed of my dad's pickup truck at 11 o clock at night with a temperature of perfect and a moon that's almost full:
Man, It'd be really nice if I still had a FUCKING girlfriend
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We're going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar we're going down depressed, suicidal and with a host of other mental health problems
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I’m too Nice
I'm too nice
I would rather suffer in silence than speak out and hurt somebody
I won’t break up with someone, even if it is for the better, because I don't want to hurt them
I’ll allow anyone to walk all over me, and I won't say a thing
Because I'm too nice
I will respond to any message, whether it warrants a response or not
I will not leave someone hanging, without an answer to their question
I will always try to help people, even if that means I have to hurt myself
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I *guitar riff* HATE *guitar riff* EVERYTHING ABOUT ME
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What does it feel like?
What does it feel like?
The rush,
The insane happiness,
The moment,
The piercing pain of dragging a razor across your wrists,
The blood welling up, dripping down,
The dull ache of day old cuts,
The sharp pain when you twist the wrong way and pull on the scabs,
The fear, the anxiety, the constant worrying about who might see,
The physical need to do it again
No. Do not wonder what it feels like
Please do not wonder.
Because once you start to wonder, you start to experiment,
And once you experiment, you get addicted,
And once you get addicted you’re hooked.
Do not wonder what it feels like,
Do not think about the rush,
Do not think about the happiness,
Do not think about the moment
Think about the pain,
Think about the blood,
Think about the fear, the anxiety, the worrying
Think about the need.
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My talents include:
Running away from my problems
Hiding from my problems
Doing absolutely nothing and breathing hard because of it
Panicking and breaking down when forced to face my problems
I can do a handstand
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*someone jokes about one of my insecurities*
*someone opens their mouth and says anything at all about me*
Me: That’s fine, I wanted to cry myself to sleep tonight
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Please hit me with a car so i dont have to kill myself i am so fucking tired of everything
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I wish my parents thought like this.
hey im proud of u for making it through another day. even if u feel like you didn’t do anything productive u still made it through which is more than enough. u faced today and kicked it’s butt. that’s incredible. let’s try it again tomorrow.
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