DEEPBLACKHEART

On the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem. And he call it "Absolutely Nothing". Because that's what it was really all about. And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist. And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen.

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i really don’t

[im-traumatised]

Do you ever dissociate so hard the walls are practically breathing

[dying-weeds]

My favorite is when the room starts shifting

[just-a-lonely-nobody]

[depression-took-over-my-liiife]

[yousaveeveryonebutwhosavesyou]

[thepersonalquotes]

““The best kind of people are the ones that come into your life, and make you see the sun where you once saw clouds. The people that believe in you so much, you start to believe in you too. The people that love you, simply for being you.” - Unknown”

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[neckkiss]

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[thepersonalquotes]

““I thought, lying there, that I might love him for the rest of my life. We did love each other—maybe we never said it, and maybe love was never something we were in, but it was something I felt. I loved him, and I thought, maybe I will never see him again, and I’ll be stuck missing him, and isn’t that so terrible.” - John Green, Turtles All The Way Down”

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[magdalene-slk]

Please hurt me …

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