Well looks like I'm back. And after putting a gun to my head and pulling the trigger, then spending weeks comatose I guess my lesson learned is to use a shotgun next time.
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Well looks like I'm back. And after putting a gun to my head and pulling the trigger, then spending weeks comatose I guess my lesson learned is to use a shotgun next time.
I can't and won't do this anymore I'm tired I'm finished I'm exhausted and I'm through. I give up, it's over. I'm tired of surviving I just want to be at peace and there's only one way that will ever happen. I'm finished and I have never been so made up in my mind. It's over
My whole world has been turned up side down by an unbelievable lie that unfortunately is completely and utterly real. I feel as if I'm dreaming. I can't believe it I really can't. I feel like I've been taken advantage of like I've been a puppet on a string. Was our whole life together a lie? I don't know I don't know
Only grief keeps me safe: no one expects to touch so much of it and live.
Natalie Wee, excerpt of “Letter to My Grandmother”, published in The Rising Phoenix Review (via 7-weeks)
Annie Oakley’s heart target (One of Oakley’s most popular stunts was shooting through the center of a small, inch-wide heart on a card from around 40 feet away.)
Photograph by Annie Leibovitz, Pilgrimage (Random House, 2011)
The past beats inside me like a second heart.
John Banville, The Sea (via wordsnquotes)
Devon Aoki ph. Harley Weir
“Love Slowly Kills”, 2012
by Adrian Borda
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