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Anger? Crying. Depression? Crying. Hope? Crying. Love? Crying.
Ts never stops

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where my fellow crybabies at
crybabies make some fuckin noiiiise
Anger? Crying. Depression? Crying. Hope? Crying. Love? Crying.
Ts never stops
youāre always posting about some faggot shit
hell yeah brother
i love this gif im posting it everywhere today
Punching Him Thursday
iām a drunk, lord. iām a liar. i am a thief, lord. i profit off the miseries of other men, and i do it easy. drugs, liquor, women. i-i-i lure them in and grab what they got, lord. i take daughters with no homes and i-i put em out on the street, lord, and i lie to myself saying i-iām giving em roof and food and dollar bills in they pocket, but i look in the mirror, i know what i am. the big man in the big house, stuffin cotton in my ear so i can't hear their cries. and, lord, i dragged my family into this mess with me. I SHAME MY FATHER. i failed my brother. i lost my mother and sister, and rather than fix it like a man should, lord, i run like a coward. i run to the bottle. i run to the grift. i run to bad beds. i laid down with a MAN. i laid down with THE DEVIL. and he has ROOTS in me. all his SPINDLY ROOTS in me. AND I CAN'T THINK NOTHING ANYMORE BUT HIS VOICE AND HIS WORDS!! please. HELP MEEE! I AM WEAK!!! i wanna die.
I think chronic/ passive suicidal ideation is akin to the non descriptive feeling of homesickness while you are still at home. A sense of āI want to go homeā without knowing what your brain means by āhomeā. All you know is you long for it
I know people donāt think of me as a particularly generous or selfless person but what they donāt realize is that everyday I make the conscious, painful decision to stop them from feeling a lifelong grief. And part of this sacrifice is never letting them find out what exactly I fight off for their sake.
"but the text never explicitly stated it!!!" hey, so that's actually what they tried to teach you in those english classes you barely passed š
āare you okayā no bro i constantly feel like i am too much but simultaneously not enough
open wound friday #openwound
I try so hard to get back to the person I never was
i think a life like mine will just fade away
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If I donāt get at least 7 hours of sleep tonight yall will be seeing me on the news