what i got

[realitytvgifs]

[raddestbabe]

everyone’s having their mid-life crises at like 19

[bluejaysong]

Loneliness was there when you weren’t.

six word story (via icy-brunette)

[54ever]

someone get me out please

[freshapplecider]

people need to understand that some people just don’t like talking it has nothing to do with u so don’t take it personally like some people just aren’t talkers and they’ll probably never text u first or initiate a conversation and it’s not because they don’t like u it’s just that they don’t think to say anything bc they’re comfortable with not saying anything

[mialayla]

SOMEONE FINALLY PUT IT IN WORDS THANKU

[humortrain]

[therelatableimages]

[54ever]

today i held a knife to my throat. i knew it was for real this time, i could feel it. i did the unimaginable today. i put that knife down and went to a closest neighbor and sputtered something i could never picture myself saying. "I need help i cant be alone right now". i am fucking trying

[54ever]

i dont want to be alive mostly

[softgirl-sophism-deactivated202]

[34567890987-deactivated20160729]

☮

[astrasperas]

For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a nebula must collapse. So collapse. Crumble.This is not your destruction. This is your birth.

n.t. (via astrasperas)

[kushandwizdom]

“It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all - in which case, you fail by default.”

J.K. Rowling (via kushandwizdom)

[lora-mathis]

Punching yourself in the face as a means of self-defense. Your friends asking why your right cheek is swollen as you say, “I tripped.” Chewing on your tongue to keep yourself quiet. Making a hole in your throat every time you want to speak. Smoking six cigarettes before it’s even three p.m. Living off of frozen macaroni and cheese and coffee. Texting your friends back a few hours too late. Saying you’re sick. You’re tired. You’re busy. Closing the door to your bedroom. Closing the blinds. Forgetting you exist. Pulling the blankets over your head and not moving. Sleep as a means of escape. Sleep as a means of flirting with “goodbye.” Sleep as death, without the commitment. Same songs on repeat. Or even worse, silence. Your bedroom like a tomb. Your bedroom like foreshadowing. Bathroom tiles stained with blood. Bottle of pills in the medicine cabinet, but who the fuck goes because of ibuprofen? Belly empty. Eyes drooping. Head like a woodpecker tapping relentlessly. Begging, let me in. Saying, forgive me, I’ve changed. And you, the sucker, taking it back every time. The lies that get you out of bed. The lazy-eyed laments that are better tucked away. Heart like a sick dog with its head bowed panting, put me outside. I’ll be okay. I’ll be okay. I’ll be okay.

The Lies That Get You Out Of Bed | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)

[ingentingg]

[54ever]

so relevant

[allhomemade]

[54ever]

Im an idiot and i hurt myself so much. Ill never be normal. I dont want to be twenty anymore it hurts i cant feel anything anymore it just hurts so much i dont know what im doing and i dont know where im going and the world all swirls together at once when things start to get bad and my eyes glaze over and i can feel nothing but worthless and remind myself constantly that theres no point to anything. Why put in effort ever. Im destroyed. My whole world has shattered. Another thing that hurts is that there isnt loyalty and now im stuck and its like finding out santa isnt real all over again. I feel so bad i feel like ive been a let down my whole life. I dont want to be here. It hurts to take breaths. Breathing is no longer easy. The world is moving around me i can see it all one big blur and im drowning trying to keep my head raised above water but im slipping im falling im going.

[filmchrist]