[aaaangel444]

[the-big-mood]

[norfisthewhimsy]

[1110-pm-on-the-clock]

11:10

[nixscriptum]

[paper-wounds]

[poisonintheink]

— ʀ.ᴛ.

[crmsnmth]

medicine

The bottle sits heavy in my hand a prescription I wrote for myself in the quiet hours when the world felt too loud to survive sober

I pour it slow watch it catch the light like liquid amber fire I tell myself it’s just a drink just a ritual just a way to numb the corners of a mind that won’t stop circling

The room sways gently or maybe it’s me the ceiling tilts like it’s leaning in to listen to the seconds I haven’t shared with anyone

Glass to lips I taste relief and regret at the same time A bitter medicine that promises comfort and delivers nothing but a slower heartbeat a heavier chest

I laugh at nothing I cry at everything the music in my headphones feels like someone else’s life bleeding into mine

And I know I know its temporary a borrowed calm that won’t last past sunrise but for now this liquid warmth is enough

I call it medicine I call it survival I call it everything I can’t say out loud

And I drink and I drift and the room holds me like a parent I forgot to ask for

[lilithmaze1998]

[anniesonxannys]

I love the feeling of getting high.

I feel absolutely nothing.

I am free.

[mentally-ill-loser-rants]

[sickfrr]

[depressiv]

ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵐᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ⋅

[unstablepurple3nt1ty]

I wanna rot in my bed until they find me dead covered in flies and maggots.

[terrorignitis]

Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

[postcards-form]

Michele Morrone in ‘365 Days: This Day’

[photographeuse]