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helenvaughans

talonabraxas

I can still feel your soul guiding me soulo@soulosaint

thewindowofthesummerhouse

Philippe Caza

This anxiety will be the death of me in the end.

eliminated

When the day comes that all my loved ones die someone better come running to stop me because I'm going with them. My immediate family and boyfriend are the only things that keep me anchored to this earth. I wake up every morning feeling so guilty for living in this world without you because you're never coming back. I could never pass that on to the people who do actually love me. It's too fucking heavy. I can't fucking believe I have to live out this life without you.

I first saw you at the graveyard

brokenflicker

"The thoughts are slowly winning and I'm scared of what I might do once it does."

— something your suicidal friend would never admit to you

perrfectly

“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.””

— C. JoyBell C. (via perrfectly)