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@kisstheboysmakethemcry
I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind. I think sideways. I think it all. If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.
Winona Ryder (via everyday-islike-sunday)
i’ve always wanted to be that chill kind of mysterious “nothing hurts my feelings” girl but a bitch has bpd so
I just want my happiness to last longer than my sadness for once
These two guys are roommates and I fucking love hearing about the shit they do to each other
All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
Edgar Allan Poe (via unmaiden)
anyone else feel like they missed the entire month of october. And the entire month of september. and the whole summer. and everything before that. anyone else passively floating through space and time. anyone else feeling like a member of the audience in a movie theater screening their own consciousness who’s just sitting back and eating snacks while everything plays out before them
Spot on
me: i need to end this war against myself. its pointless and unhealthy.
my brain: yes. lets die. then it will all be over.
me: that is NOT what i meant.
That’s my problem: I think too much, and I feel too deeply. What a dangerous combination.
(via heldenkotze)
It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling.
J.K. Rowling (via minuty)
Self harm doesn’t always happen when a blade touches skin.
It’s skipping meals because you don’t feel like you deserve to eat today. It’s having sex because you want to be used or abused or defiled. It’s drinking recklessly because you might have the ‘courage’ do something stupid. It’s smoking - not because you need the nicotine - because you know it’s bad for you. It’s banging your head against a wall when you’re angry. It’s crossing the road without looking because you lowkey hope a car might hit you. It’s thinking about all the ways you could break a bone and make it look like an accident. It’s not taking painkillers because you want to suffer. It’s taking painkillers in excess because you know it’s dangerous. It’s walking home the more dangerous way because you’re kind of half hoping you’ll get attacked or raped or stabbed. It’s going for long walks at night and getting chilled to the bone and hoping that you get lost so that you can’t find your way back. It’s seeking out triggering material. It’s all the stupid little ways you punish yourself for existing.
Sometimes self harm happens when you put effort into depriving yourself of things you like or need, and sometimes it happens when you don’t put any effort into doing the things you like or need.
It’s a pattern of self-destructive behaviour, and it doesn’t only happen in one way.
spoken word
“If I’d’ve known that would be the last hug you ever gave me, I would’ve held on longer.”
- D.N. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #189