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Might post art, might just rant.

[jahmyaa]

Blame this guy named tony for this ok😭

[kennyy-b-deactivated20210321]

Y’all need to chill

[phatmamaa]

no fr

[kimreesesdaughter]

2018 been kicking my ass. I can’t take no chances.

[ambs-witdalocs]

Final tonight, had to double back.

Not playing

[awkwardturtlepup]

I don't fucking want to be alive anymore!!!!

[kipplekipple]

“I don’t want to die, I just don’t want to exist any more” sounds mild if you’ve never experienced it, but it is in fact a horrible, violent way to feel.

[perkahlia]

                you know him and                     you know yourself and         what you know is that people like him are soft and made of sunlight and people like you are hardened edges and stormy nights and these are things that should never be in the same place at the same time but     here you are and you fit like you were made for this place and here he is and he stands out like he’s heaven-sent and you’ve always told yourself you’d rather be here than anywhere else but for the first time—for the first time your home feels like it’s wrong, like here is a place that shouldn’t be, because he’s here and he deserves so much more, deserves a here as bright as he is, deserves a here that lets him shine instead of smothering his light.           what you know is that you aren’t patient or forgiving or gentle, and a boy made of warmth shouldn’t have to see the cold and calculating anger that lives in your eyes, and sunshine shouldn’t mix with thunderclouds, and a gentle boy like him shouldn’t have to weather your storms and learn to navigate your your edges.

                you know him and                     you know yourself and             what you know is that he deserves better than the likes of you, but you swear on everything good and everything bad and everything in between that you would draw the blood of anyone who ever dares to raise a blade or a fist or an unkind word to him, without even a moment’s hesitation.   what you know is that he’s foolish enough to love you, and you might just be foolish enough to love him.

[perkahlia]

            she makes you feel like the moon. she is blinding brightness and constant warmth and solar flares, loving and healing and explosive. she shines so brightly you can only hope to gleam back in the palest of reflections — and some days you are too dark to shine back for her at all. she doesn’t mind; she glows for you anyways. she’s constant when you’re not, cares for you even when you cannot, brings sunshine and compassion even during your darkest cycles. she is the sun, and she makes you feel like the moon — you wouldn’t trade the feeling for anything in the world.

    he makes you feel like the sun, as sure as if he’s given you his own name, the same way he offers you every other part of him. he is solid and constant and brimming with life and beauty, and no matter your attempts to push him away, he still spins in constant orbit around you, exactly where you always need him. even during your eclipses, when you are too dark to find the light in yourself, he waits patiently for you to glow again, and embraces your newfound gleam as though there is nothing to forgive. he is something so unendingly good, and he makes you feel like something good, too. he is your world, and he makes you feel like his sun — you wouldn’t trade the feeling for anything in the world.

        my darling, i know that everyone you love has come away changed, has come out of it shrouded in violence — either covered in battle scars or thirsting for blood. i know it has happened often enough to shatter your heart, to make you build a wall around yourself. i know it has happened often enough that you think the problem is you. my darling, i know you are scared to open your heart again, scared to let them brush their fingers over the parts of you that have pushed others away, that some have grown to hate — i know you are scared to lose them in the same way.

            but you are celestial bodies and though you are always hurtling towards the unknown, you are locked in a dance so cosmic and beautiful you can never be pulled apart. i know you are scared to love when love always finds a way to be ruined, but, my darling, it’s all right to love one just as fiercely as you love the other.                 it’s all right — so love them.

[3spresso]

7:32pm

[awkwardturtlepup]

Controlling my sugar intake is so. Difficult. I'm just sad inside and I want to eat the sweet things so I can have some enjoyment in life but I'm also getting fat and am at risk for diabetes so at the same time I also am tempted to either kill myself or just stop eating. I can't really focus on my food health (?) Anyway though because I need to get my own apartment. I'm dieing in this house. I don't want to do this anymore. I will, but I don't want to.

[awkwardturtlepup]

I'm a trash human and should die

[leohearts]

The music in his laughter had a way of rounding off the missing notes in her soul.

Gloria Naylor

[quotes-by-anina-ram]

I did not want to let you go. That is my greatest secret. But I promised myself I would never keep anyone who did not want to stay. And though everyone may leave in the end, we owe it to ourselves to keep our promises. I promised my heart I wouldn’t stop you if you left. And I keep that promise, even though my heart breaks each time I think of you. Betray me all you like, I won’t betray myself.

A. Ram

[lovelustquotes]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

via @extramadness

[letters-from-alex]

“I made the mistake of building a bed for you in my head when I should’ve been digging your grave instead.”

— six feet under | Instagram 

[awkwardturtlepup]

Do not drink from me. My heart was shattered long ago and the shards float loose. Place your lips to mine and razors you'll find. There's is nothing soft for you here; only pain and bitterness.

[ablogforreaders]

“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.”

— Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid

[velcroheartstrings]

“I do not wish to find a love like a double vodka and coke- bitter towards the end. I want a love like a purple cocktail- the kind that tastes like a slush puppy. I want someone to choose me out of choice, not habit. Please do not consume me if you know you cannot handle what I bring to the table.”

— we all have an element of bitterness; the trick is to find someone who’s bitterness mixes well with yours.

[darling-with-no-problems]