moonchild 🌚

Born in the wrong time and in the wrong place

[justscribbledwords]

my sadness kisses my happiness every day making it fall in love my happiness is a gullible soul never knowing who is good and who isn’t but my sadness is a cynic watching the world with the same distrustful glare protecting me  preventing me

[juansendizon]

“it’s not because i refuse to let go of the past rather it’s because the past refuses to let go of me. it took a lot of summers to convince me that winter is finally over. it took a lot of gentle faith to convince me that it’s safe to go outside. to reclaim my space and hope that these memories won’t stop me from being merry under the sun.”

— juansen dizon, living with post-traumatic stress disorder

[shutterbuggxox]

Im so tired of feeling like I want to cry all the time.

80% of the time there is nothing to even cry about. 

[obxessing]

Kinda need a break from everything in life.

[bepeu-deactivated20171202]

you ever been so stressed that youre calm

[wildermouse]

this is my constant state

[madis0ns]

This explains me so well

[knbpoetry]

Stuck on this path Moving in reverse, Footfalls getting faster. Memories, a curse. Trying to evade, Nowhere to run. Freedom close at hand, Remembering, no escape.

-K.N.B. (via learningtoliveagain7896)

[fraeuleinrabenschwarz]

I wish I wasn’t born. Cause now the people I love have to deal with me and I’m ruining their lives and I can not even kill myself to make up for it because they’re such wonderful persons they somehow still love me. I wish I wasn’t born.

Not poetic // but real. (via fraeuleinrabenschwarz)

[knbpoetry]

This water is getting deep, I don’t know how to swim. It’s getting hard to breathe, Waves keep crashing in. My body is growing weak, I’m tired of fighting. I can no longer speak. In over my head, still trying.

-K.N.B. (via learningtoliveagain7896)

[lol-fuckyoutho-blog]

I didn’t lose friends, I just realized I never had any.

(via lol-fuckyoutho)

[threesixxtyfive]

Day Seven Hundred Sixty Three.

i spend too many minutes of every day trapped in waiting molding my limited time to  far too many schedules trapped in overthinking  worrying about the imagined harm that will come to everyone but myself trapped in exhaustion hiding dark circles and inhaling caffeine to stay afloat  trapped. when all i really want is to be free

[alaskaisnothere]

and sometimes i tear myself open to let the pain out; to feel like myself again because it’s easy to lose yourself when you are surrounded by words

giulswrites (via giulswrites)

[thoughts-into-ink]

I wonder if I’ll ever be able to just trust people. Just look at someone and not wonder what they’re hiding from me.

Journal Entry; 27 Oct 2017 (via thoughts-into-ink)

[themostawesomebitch]

Relapse

The lights are turned off Only the stars are here They don’t also care

About the silence Robbing all of your senses Numbing the scars

You tried to escape But every destination Leads you back to this

Unending anguish Buried within the moment Pushing you below

The shards of downfall Piercing through the shield of hope Scarlet gushing

Smothered phrases Muffled scream, “Help! Help! Help” No one’s listening

Only the darkness And the phantoms wandering This undying night

[waadtariq]

i overshare spill forth rivers from my mouth enough to fill a thousand oceans pull every drop of who i am to pool at the feet of whoever asks take a strip of my past and give it up i overshare enough enough enough of myself the oceans have run dry to rivers to pools to drops to barren land.

nothing of mine remains my own | wt. (via waadtariq)

[itsgreenteatime]

For someone who is obsessed with losing weight I really am terrible at it.

[chillin-likeavillainnn]

[brokxnn]

but i cant.