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@itstheending
When it feels like the worlds out to get you. You felt like things were finally going your way. But like always they have other things in mind and all you can do is put your head down and say I'm sorry. Sorry for the person that I am
The past
With these thoughts my eyes start to feel. Just thinking of everytime I pressed that blade against my skin. Everytime I wanted the pain to go away. Everytime I could hardly imagine feeling like life could be any better. Its like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. And everytime it seemed like I was getting better or life was getting better.... it all just came crumbling down again. I can't change the past and I can't change these scars all over my body. But it seems like life may be changing I just don't want to falter again. I don't need new pain or new scars or new wondering eyes.
My tears might shimmer but my smile shines and it will fade. As they all leave I stand here and fight. This is my solo flight but I'll win the race. #realtalk #tears #smile #shine #win #solo #fight #foreveralone #me #dontfade #leave #left
Its not like you'll hear this either.
Heartbreak and defeat a world that is incomprehensible and impossible. A life that seems so back and forth up and down. Questions that swirl but will never be answered. The probability that any of this is real.. is less than 1. My breathing slows and the ice thickens. I yell and yell but soon enough I run out of energy. They just look and watch me suffer the unbearable truth about who I am just kills me more and more everyday. The tears won't stop but I don't even know how they began. They just hit me over and over. Drenching my face and staining my pants. They don't see it they don't see me.
People dying in iraq, kenya and chicago. People aren't gonna get paid but these damn whiney ass bitches can't chill the fuck out and agree for once. It's honestly the most pathetic thing ever.
This is life sometimes, but we can win this fight <3 #fighters #survivors #staystrong #stay #strong #win #realtalk
I'm stuck in a coma stuck in a never ending sleep and someday I will wake up and realize I made up everything. #sensesfail #lyrics #true #realtalk #can't #be #saved #coma #life #falling #failing
the next few hours.
you'll be okay, we'll be okay, everything will be okay. the moon and the stars seem to look like they are crushing us, and the sun looks like its about to over heat us. but we, we can move forward, keep our heads up, and look at the stars like they are our dreams and the moon like its our love and the sun like its our best friend. the night and day before may seem so worthless but the next few hours will prove who you want to be.
when everything you've ever wished for is slowly beginning to fall. the ones you love seem to fly away like you didn't even matter to begin with. your tears seem to be the only thing in the world that seems to love you. but that doesn't matter. yeah maybe they thin you're invisible but you, you know your not. you, you are not, NOT invisible.
All their lives
Nothing but broken pieces and a heart ache. When will all the suffering end? And I don't even mean mine, but all theirs. I love them so much but no matter how much I hope and pray nothing seems right.
I'm used to people walking away from me but that doesn't mean it hurts any less. It fucking kills me more and more every single fucking time. Does that even matter? Do you care? I didn't think so. Cuz its just me. From day one of my little life people walk away. First they promise then they break that promise and leave just like the low life before them. I'm not worth anybodies time. And I know that. I don't do anything to people and they just decide automatically that my feelings don't matter.
Falling back again
My days are numbered. My life is short. And the looks are rough. Almost like I can't do anything right. like I'm rotting in a hole and can't be saved. More like nobody wants to save me. The tides are crashing against me. Crushing every single hope I ever had. Breaking every dream I ever dreamt. I'm choking for air wishing that somebody would come to my rescue. But whatever I've done is here to stay. The pain isn't moving. And my punishment is far from over. Cuz whatever god has in store for me is worse. But I can barely handle this. I wish I was lucky enough to be put on medicine so my life could be saved to. But with this addiction it's impossible. Just thinking about being medicated again makes me want to scarf all the pills I can find down. It's so hard to be in this situation.
My only option
Its bad that I'm so depressed that I feel like I have the devil inside me sometimes. I just feel like I'm breaking more and more every day and it doesn't even matter. It seems like my life is the least important thing to some people. And at this point its not the addiction or the urge to slit my wrist but the want. I'm not feeling the pressure on my arms or hands its just thoughts of breaking a razor and slitting my wrist but its not a need or urge but a desire and a small want. Like it was before like it was when it wasn't the most important thing to do. I just really wanted it wanted to feel better wanted the pain and hate to go away not the pressure and I don't know how much longer I can hold myself back from doing it. Not even looking at the ugly scars can hold me back not the looks or the hate in their eyes not the covering up not the questions not the assumptions not the judgements. Non of that is holding me back right now but I'm affriad when the urge is here and eating at my arms and hands nothing will stop. I'll break that razor and cry my blood on that blade.
Kinda feel like I'll never be good enough. I feel like they just wanna keep breaking me. And it's like they all plan this together, they decide to take turns and choose when they get to bring me down. It's like I can never be on top. Like I'm meant to be alone and unloved forever. almost like God wants me to suffer for something and I have no idea. I'm just falling apart brick by brick, and it doesn't even matter to people cuz they just keep on pushing and poking. punching and slapping. Laughing and smirking. I give up on people. I give up on believing that there are people out there that choose to truly care.
My addiction
When all you can feel are finger nails scraping at your arms, or razor blades tugging at your flesh. When the addiction gets that bad, and the withdraws are that scary. When you do everything you can to calm the feeling but still.. That's all you can feel. When you don't want to anymore, and when it scares you to death, but nothing will work and you've done everything you can. When you have the itch that you can't scratch. I just wanna claw my flesh of my arms, but I don't want that life anymore, I can't have that life anymore.
most accurate thing ever.
Exactly :/
Mother: do you have a vhs player?
Me: yes. Why?
Mother: *pulls out a vhs tape*
Me: what is it?
Mother: *just stares and smirks*
Me: *grabs the tape and throws it at the wall*
Freaking IT!
