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#halsey #is there somewhere #room 93

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lostsomewhereinoutterspace

Yo con un nudo en la garganta

glasshouse-ghost

I love her 🫶

Halsey (Mexico City)

@tiredandlonelymuse

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self sabotage is weird because what do you mean i make myself miserable and i'm aware of it but don't know how to stop.

lostsomewhereinoutterspace

Halsey once said but I sabotage the things I love the most, camouflage so I can feed the lie that i'm composed

And I'm her

#Spotify

tolerateit

Ashley // Easier Than Lying // Honesty // I Never Loved You

il9vemyputer

everyone on replies is terrified of this fact but i just think it's so sweet and heartwarming. she's holding our hand and leading us somewhere secret and we're both giggling like kids. i love her

solowinged

let’s travel through the vast unknown with mama

omnybus

Space chickens

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Posts like this are why I'll never leave Tumblr

tiredandlonelymuse

The truth is that I am learning a lesson right now. And this experience is too familiar. Aside from the few remaining friends and family I have in my life, there was another portion of people who reacted to my sickness in two different ways. The first decided it was too heavy and they didn’t even wanna touch it and they disappeared. The second was angry with me that I was too sick to TAKE from anymore so they were cruel to me instead. I was SO lonely. I went to treatment alone. So many times. I sat there wishing I would talk to someone or tell someone or ask for help. I just can’t help but feel like that’s happening all over again here, in this part of my life. I dedicated 12 years of my life to connecting with people and helping them. Thousands of people told me I “saved their life” and then I returned to those same people only to hear that they don’t care that I almost lost mine. What a reveal. I can’t explain in words the misery and suffering of those years. Hating myself and blaming myself for “ruining everything”. I worked so hard to be here and I had to stop because of something against my will. And now I’m back. And I know you don’t like the song and that’s okay because you don’t have to like everything I make. That’s not why I make it. I made it to tell my story. But what I can’t get past is the disconnect. You know what I learned yesterday? I learned that only 1% of my active fans have even bothered to listen to the song. But the conversation about me is SO loud and SO wicked and it’s coming from a MUCH larger percentage than that. So right now there’s millions of people who call themselves my fans who are just ripping into me, and barely any of them have even bothered to check out the song. It’s not about the music, it’s about me as a concept and as a projection for some of my fans to rip to shreds. But it’s not about the music anymore. And I can’t do this if it’s not about the music anymore. I’m too weak, I’m too fucking tired, and you’re right. I’m not who I used to be. I’m different now. Because I went through a life altering experience that almost killed me, and killed off some parts of me instead. I really thought returning to the thing I love would make me feel better but it doesn’t at all. And I’m SO sorry to those of you who are so kind and supportive and lovely and incredible and I wish I could hug you and thank you. But this is a mess. It’s a fucking mess. I’m gonna keep moving forward because I worked too hard on this album to walk away. But once it’s all said and done it might be said and done. I hope things get better and I can enjoy sharing this album with those of you who are left 🤍

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HAhahahahhahahah

lostsomewhereinoutterspace

WHYYYYYYYYYY!?

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I'm so lonely, only ghosts hold my hand.

@.itsbaditsgood / Sherita Walker / Anne Sexton, "The Touch" / @.demarmol on Instagram / Richard Siken, "I Had a Dream About You" / Unknown Artist

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anotherdescentintomadness

Our darling Roo crossed the Rainbow Bridge, back into the arms of her beloved papa. Thank you Roo, for comforting us for so long. We will miss you. Give him many kisses for us 🌸💎🐾

tokillmyego

10 FUCKING YEARS OF YOUR LITTLE BROTHER NEVER TELLS YOU BUT HE LOVES YOU SO YOU SAID YOUR MOTHER ONLY SMILED ON HER TV SHOW YOURE ONLY HAPPY WHEN YOUR SORRY HEAD IS FILLED WITH DOPE I HOPE YOU MAKE IT TO THE DAY YOURE 28 YEARS OLD YOURE DRIPPING LIKE A SATURATED SUNRISE YOURE SPILLING LIKE AN OVERFLOWING SINK YOURE RIPPED AT EVERY EDGE BUT YOURE A MASTERPIECE AND NOW YOURE TEARING THROUGH THE PAGES AND THE INK EVERYTHING IS BLUE HIS PILLS HIS HANDS HIS JEANS AND NOW IM COVERED IN THE COLORS PULLED APART AT THE SEAMS AND ITS BLUE AND ITS BLUE EVERYTHING IS GREY HIS HAIR HIS SMOKE HIS DREAMS AND NOW HES SO DEVOID OF COLOR HE DONT KNOW WHAT IT MEANS AND HES BLUE AND HES BLUE YOU WERE A VISION IN THE MORNING WHEN THE LIGHT CAME THROUGH I KNOW IVE ONLY FELT RELIGION WHEN IVE LIED WITH YOU YOU SAID YOULL ~NEVER BE FORGIVEN TIL YOUR BOYS ARE TOO~ AND IM STILL WAKING EVERY MORNING BUT ITS NOT WITH YOU YOURE DRIPPING LIKE A SATURATED SUNRISE YOURE SPILLING LIKE AN OVERFLOWING SINK YOURE RIPPED AT EVERY EDGE BUT YOURE A MASTERPIECE AND NOW YOURE TEARING THROUGH THE PAGES AND THE INK EVERYTHING IS BLUE HIS PILLS HIS HANDS HIS JEANS AND NOW IM COVERED IN THE COLORS PULLED APART AT THE SEAMS AND ITS BLUE AND ITS BLUE EVERYTHING IS GREY HIS HAIR HIS SMOKE HIS DREAMS AND NOW HES SO DEVOID OF COLOR HE DONT KNOW WHAT IT MEANS AND HES BLUE AND HES BLUE….. YOU WERE RED AND YOU LIKED ME BECAUSE I WAS BLUE BUT YOU TOUCHED ME AND SUDDENLY I WAS A LILAC SKY AND YOU DECIDED PURPLE JUST WASNT FOR YOU!!!!! EVERYTHING IS BLUE HIS PILLS HIS HANDS HIS JEANS AND NOW IM COVERED IN THE COLORS PULLED APART AT THE SEAMS AND ITS BLUE!!!!! AND ITS BLUE!!!!! EVERYTHING IS GREY HIS HAIR HIS SMOKE HIS DREAMS AND NOW HES SO DEVOID OF COLOR HE DONT KNOW WHAT IT MEANS AND HES BLUE AND HES BLUE EVERYTHING IS BLUE EVERYTHING IS BLUE everything is blue… everything is blue………

It doesn't hurt, I'm always the second choice, anyway. (It hurts like fucking hell)