I need a cigarette; maybe some peace of mind. These seemingly ridiculous thoughts cloud my head Are they really ridiculous though? Would I be thinking them for no reason? I don't think so.
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I need a cigarette; maybe some peace of mind. These seemingly ridiculous thoughts cloud my head Are they really ridiculous though? Would I be thinking them for no reason? I don't think so.
light devours all; everything it grazes leaving no shadow unkissed it’s hard for dark to push through
dark devours all; everything it caresses with gentle hands until light’s harshness dulls it
Sometimes, I wake up at four in the morning and taste smoke in the back of my throat. I swear to god, you’re still burning somewhere inside me.
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gloved hands covered in dye run themselves through my hair make sure to get the roots last waiting the cigarette against my lips tingles with every drag the intoxicating smell of chemicals nearly lulls me to sleep sitting up rinse i'm surprised the bath's porcelain is still white from all this dye leaning over hurts my neck yet it's all worth it the quickest change without commitment
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The following is a transcription from several pages of a burnt personal diary that was found next to the remains of Angela S. Yorke. Police officers entered Ms. Yorke’s apartment at 113 Cherry lane on July 28th after she had been reported missing for several days. The interior of the apartment had apparently been completely destroyed in a fire, although none of the neighbors had reported seeing flames. In the corner of the bedroom the officers found a large pile of ash that was later identified, through dental records, to be the body of Ms. Yorke. From the charred hand of the corpse the officers recovered a badly damaged diary which she had apparently been writing in throughout the period of her disappearance. Experts have been unable to determine the cause of the fire, nor the reason why it damaged only the inside of one apartment, leaving the exterior and all surrounding rooms unharmed. In an effort to solve the mystery, the diary underwent an extensive restoration to repair and copy the charred pages.
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There's a tunnel transferring thoughts energy horrible emotions During rush hour things tend to get hectic Emotions crashing into thoughts; creating a massive pile of wreckage like a million car crashes save me from these insufferable images unrealistic scenarios erratic breathing save me from myself from this chemical disease
a quick and sloppy tutorial on drawing profiles for the anon who requested it. hope this helps some people!
These guidelines work at any angle, not just profiles!
courtesy of proko, if need be you can watch his video on the subject
hey so i got together a bunch of amazingly helpful drawing resources and bunched them all together on this post :) please like/reblog if this was helpful! enjoy my lovelies <3
for drawing people:
a bunch of female/male torso juxtapositions
female anatomy references
how to draw...
the scariest realization
to me
is how much my mental state worries my mum
she's the only person I call to cry to she's the only one who gets it
all while wrapping her necklace around her fingers, hoping I won't break a gain
I'm sorry, mom.
my living room is empty save for myself that's how it usually is so I'll sit here
crying
hoping someone anyone
realizes that they want me around everyone is too busy for me
each and every day I feel like more and more of a horrible person
I despise human emotion half of it's happy the other half is malicious vindictive manipulative selfish
my own feelings disgust me
I find myself tired Tired but happy
You're the only thought that drowns out that awful holiday music
sometimes I don't know what to say I've been through and gotten over
toxic relationships
but it's hard to remember my thought process and what I put up with
even when they're over it's the only poison that lingers without the
bittersweet end
I'm a woman with curves paranoia and needs
I still need romance but our lives don't
call for that right now I just wish you'd wake up and realize that I'm trying to keep myself
from getting bored with you
shivers
creep through my body crawl under my skin
even the slightest touch reduces me to nothing more than an overly
effective lightbulb in a dark room
pressure settled itself in my third eye; body drained and desperate for reset
I wish this ringing in my ears would stop.
I know that it's not your fault, but I feel like I'm all alone now in this waltz for two.