WASTING AWAY

negative cw [sideblog]

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Now that I’m wasting away, my only hope is that you’ll have to be here to watch it happen. I want you and you alone to have to witness my final moments.

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i'm not sorry anymore. and now i realize, i never really was. i used to rip sorry’s out of me, like pieces of flesh from my chest, hoping you'd stay. there are holes all through me now; i'm cold. do you care? i'm cold, and it's your fault, can't you see? but... i guess it's my fault. i was the one to pull myself apart, bit by bit, all along... you made me do it to myself. i see clearly now. you're good. i'm not sorry anymore. do you care? i think, the worst part in all this is, i still do...

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you ignore me and now i don't know if i crave your attention or i crave your abandonment because i'm such a broken person

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everyone hates me. even the person i love.

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i LOVE ur blog?? -somnolentsuggestions 💕💕

ahh thank u!!!<3

[voidedsuggestion-blog]

hey so i made a photo blog @ronald-bilius-weasley (yes i know that’s not a very fitting url but whateveR) and i’ll be posting my own photography on there (i just got a 35mm film camera!) as soon as they’re developed! check it out if you wanna:)))

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me: writes a poem in a serif font about wanting to die

me: classy

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someone find me a will to live lmao

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why do you build me up just to let me down?

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do you not understand how hard i try to fit in when all you do is shame me for my flaws? you cram my brain with all the wrongs i do instead of all the rights. i dread everyday knowing that i will have to see your words and hear your hatred.

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i have stopped trying. my arms are too heavy to move. i have stopped trying.

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you ignore me and now I don't know if I crave your attention or I crave your abandonment because I'm such a broken person

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I can have good days but the bottom line is that I'm still worthless. I'm still useless. I'm still an awful person. I can smile and laugh but it doesn't change the fact that I believe that you could pick up a handful of dirt and every little spec of that dust has more purpose in this world than me.

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some things just stay broken

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give me the rain and keep the sun. i don’t want it any longer.

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i can always come back here when things get bad

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stop being involved with my life when you have no business being in it