🔥 hell on earth 🔥

why can’t death just set me free?

[demiiwhiffin]

we can but dream

[mae0x]

music so loud you can’t feel a damn thing

[niightmareish]

[destroymylife]

[intimatum]

David Mitchell, Slade House

[suicideisthesolution]

I am poison for myself and everyone around me.

-V. J.

[exhaustedborderline]

[purplebuddhaproject]

[luthienne]

“There are days like today when remembering makes me sad. I wish I had no memory, or that I could change myself into pious dust to escape the penalty of seeing myself.”

— Elena Garro, from Recollections of Things to Come (Los recuerdos del porvenir) tr. Ruth L. C. Simms

[cartomaniac]

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “I Don’t Want to be Demure or Respectable”, Blue Horses

[thinegar]

[thekilledcat]

[thesevoiceswontleavemealone]

“I have severe abandonment issues, please do not come into my life if you do not plan on staying, I do not think I could deal with being left again.”

— please

[localcraigslist]

[adhdgooglesearches]

why do i feel everything and nothing at the same time

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Mahmoud Darwish, from Almond Blossoms and Beyond; “I Sit At Home,”