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@abandonedsoulss
“Breath smelling of cigarettes, lips tasting like vodka. Would you still kiss me between my tears?”
— Maybe I am too damaged to be loved, too fragile to be touched. (via desolatepoetry)
“Thunderstorms prove that even the skies have to scream sometimes.”
— Be comforted by the thought that you’re not screaming alone.
oh u haven’t heard?? it’s all gonna be ok
Medication is often stigmatized and that really bothers me. I’ve taken meds on and off for years to supplement my focus and combat my anxiety. I’ve adapted because of prescriptions. None of us are weak for this, we’re simply helping our brains get the chemicals they need to function better.
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© Megan Fabbri 2017
I don’t believe in heaven or hell but right now I want them both to be real so I know I’ll have some place to go. I don’t believe in life after death but right now I’m hoping that it might be a better life than this one. I don’t believe in God but right now I’m praying for him to take me away from all of this pain.
I lost god, found the devil and now I can’t breathe. (via desolatepoetry)
And mother, I am so very sorry. You had spent nine, long months molding and creating me. Perfecting the shell that holds my personality within. Just for me to deprive it of food when it screams for it. To cut open the shell when I feel like I am trapped. For me to look in the mirror and scream and cry because I do not like what I see. I cannot help but to destroy the creation you worked so hard on, and for that I am sorry. Your creation deserved someone who knew how to take care of it.
(via bruisedxgalaxies)
I really should just do it. I'm so unnecessary, so unwanted. And no matter what I do, I'm always doing something wrong
That bottle is starting to sound really tempting