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@amari20007
“Poza tym jest na świecie taki rodzaj smutku,którego nie można wyrazić słowami.Nie można go nikomu wytłumaczyć.Nie mogąc przybrać żadnego kształtu,osiada cicho na dnie serca jak śnieg podczas bezwietrznej nocy.”
— Haruki Murakami
already wanna die again bc i really can't live being so lazy. there's no way. i won't change. and if it's my choice, then it's my choice. i'm choosing this. yea, it's due to a lack of effort. i'm choosing to have a very sad and painful end, which will cause a lot of suffering to everyone who loves me, while i wish i could live and how sorry i am for everyone. but it's my fault. i'm the one doing this.
i hate moments like now where my mind starts trying to imagine ways and solutions for me to survive, imagine futures where i can live without wishing to die... but i know it's impossible, i would never be able to follow through with anything. i hate my laziness, it really kills.
life can be so beautiful...
fuck i hate my existence
Znacie takie dni, że najchętniej byśmy podcieli sobie żyły, nieważne gdzie jesteśmy ani co robimy
„Sam sobie poradzę, zawsze radzę sobie sam”
can i please finally leave this fucking life
you know the thoughts are winning when you log back onto tumblr
At least i can always kill myself.
i need to kill myself... i hate that it's something so fucking hard. if i fail i'll be fucked for the rest of my life. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF!!!
E m o c j e
Płaszcz meteorów i honorariów spływa
Substancja po substancji tak się właśnie zaczyna
Róże przebijają moją szarą skórę
Smutek wybija w mojej głowie dużą dziurę
Serce woła o pomstę do nieba
Dusza umiera granica wymiera
Proszę szanujcie swoje kobiety
Im dłużej nie tyczy się emocjonalnej sztafety
i truly hate myself for what i've let my life become. i hate myself even more for not having killed me yet and just feeling this deep disgust every day of my life, myself and everything around me.
hate. disgust. shame. sadness.
hate. disgust. shame. sadness.
hate. disgust. shame. sadness.
You will lose someone you can’t live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly — that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.
— Anne Lamott
Każdemu mówię żeby się nie poddawał, ale w tym momencie to ja sama się poddaje