Shift

NSFW, TRIGGER WARNING, ALMOST EXCLUSIVELY ON MOBILE, Message me if you like, Anon is on. This is where I post/reblog shit when I'm drunk or lost. Never lose hope. Dum Spiro Spero.

[frontmansdefender]

[mysteries-thoughts]

learned to swallow my pain, because speaking up only made things worse.

I taught myself to stay quiet, to hold it all inside, to disappear so I wouldn't cause problems.

Now, I keep everything inside until it spills out all at once, and I'm left drowning in everything I tried to hide.

[dyingangell]

Someone asks me if I’m okay —and I can tell they really mean it.

But all I can think is,

“I forgot to buy bread.”

[gods-bloody-hands]

Any time something upsets me. If I feel unwanted, misunderstood—all I want to do is abuse drugs and alcohol.

[itsm00nlite]

avoidance….

[itsm00nlite]

it won’t get better // my hope is gone

[worldclassdisaster]

[rottingashes]

my voice means nothing, so why speak?

[violetabuse-blog]

“The world is too brutal for me — I am glad there is such a thing as the grave — I am sure I shall never have any rest till I get there.”

— John Keats, letter to Fanny Brawne, August 8th 1820 (via antiquedvintage)

[sunlit-mess]

[threeonameathook]

[undertheinfluencex1]

do you actually like being alone or did you just get used to no one ever showing up for you

[worthless-misery]

I really think I'm as close to nothing as a living thing can be. Disposable, disgusting and worthless. A burden at most.

[genderconcealparty]

Tw: suicide

Recently confessed to friends and my husband that I was planning to kill myself this year. I was saving money to buy tanks of helium and I was going to go out in the woods somewhere and put a bag over my head and just go away. I went out looking for spots to do it.

My housemate said "I never knew. I noticed you were going for longer walks and I just thought you were hooking up."

I was cheating on my husband with death. I completely withdrew and just fantasized about death and dying all the time. For months. In January I didn't think I'd make it to Christmas, and that feeling was stronger and more real than anything else.

Idk. I'm doing better now, but death and I are definitely still seeing each other.

[resplandorsinrecuerdos]

[werewolveswithdiaries]

[loveridden1999]

just the usual