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blushurs

for the warning signs I’ve completely ignored

h-beba

There are days that I cannot find the sun even though its right outside my goddamn window.

Neil Hilborn, “This is Not the End of the World” (via beba-s)

tritower

I think a lot about killing myself, not like a point on a map but rather like a glowing exit sign at a show that’s never been quite bad enough to make me want to leave. See, when I’m up I don’t kill myself because holy shit, there’s so much left to do! When I’m down I don’t kill myself because then the sadness would be over and the sadness is my old paint under the new, the sadness is the house fire or the broken shoulder: I’d still be me without it, but I’d be so boring.

Neil Hilborn ‘The Future’ (via tritower)

lanas-angels

“I was 15 years old, thinking about unzipping my veins while most 15 year olds woulda done drugs or written a fucking poem.”

— Neil Hilborn (via lanas-angels)

when love leaves, I am so reckless- short dresses, long sweaters, lipstick so red it’s a warning flashing in the night but no one’s paying attention and it ends up on a boy’s shirt collar anyway. I hurt myself just to prove I can. I smoke cigarettes I don’t want and drink liquor that comes in plastic bottles. I fall asleep drunk and screaming at love: LOOK. YOU’RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN DESTROY ME. LOOK. I CAN DO IT MYSELF.

Fortesa Latifi - when love leaves

from We Were Young

available here

(via madgirlf)