…I was not myself for weeks yet nobody noticed.

Elena Gilbert (via unstable-skies)
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680xsouth:

basically i dont care if you drink smoke or do drugs as long as you can hold a conversation about something besides the fact that you drink smoke or do drugs

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It’s hard to want to live.

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I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.

anonymous (via verschluesselt)
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To die would be an awfully big adventure.

Peter Pan

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I would disappear in an instant if I could. Make a quiet exit from my quiet life without the blink of an eye from those closest to me. Because in the wee hours of the night I find myself desiring a silent release. Fantasies of darkness, and death have left me with little clarity. My mind has become intoxicated with depiration and numbness. These visions cloud the person I once was. And not feeling hurts much more than any pain I’ve felt in my short life.

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  • #sad #disapear #silence #runaway #death #escape
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Ode to the Razor.

Your love was no mystery.

It was a groggy, one eye shut,
Monday morning daydream,
A Tuesday’s mid-day
Depressive sigh,
A humpday evening’s exhaustion,
A Thursday bedtime’s despiration
Soaked loneliness,
A Friday twilight’s drunken,
Empty thoughts,
And fragmented interactions,
A Saturday morning’s throbbing,
Regret-filled hangover,
Your love was no mystery.

It was a Sunday sunrise;
A painkiller to my daily disasters.

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  • #poem #poetry #self harm #self injury #lonely #loneliness #sad #hurting #hurt #original #cut me to pieces #meloncholy #painkiller #pain
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