Sad Girl

=TW=Here to turn my nightmares into something beautiful.||21|| She/Her

[passion-and-percocets]

I’m sick of feeling so fucked in the head.

[passion-and-percocets]

I had simply just accepted that no matter how right things could have gone it would have never been me.

[passion-and-percocets]

Who I want to be.

I want my collarbone’s to be deep enough so I could ash a cigarette into them if I wanted.

I want my waist to be so tiny that people would thing I was wearing a corset.

I want hollowed out cheekbones, so you’d think I was a ghost if you caught a glance of me.

I want to be thin enough where you’d worry, I’d blow away in the wind if you didn’t hold on to me.

Most of all, I just want to love what I see in the mirror for once in my life.

[nikkasixxi]

🧷⛓️

[passion-and-percocets]

The funny thing is that it’s always been you.

But not once have you ever considered me.

[causeyoureabouttomisseverything]

Stained Wrists

She slides the blade

Across her wrists

Digging in

With a new twist

She closes her eyes

Time seems to fly

She loves the relief she feels

But the pain inside her just won’t heal

She cuts into her hips

Watches as the blood drips

Runs her fingers over the scars

As she stares up at the lonely stars

Her wrists are stained

Her thighs are cut

But she loves the pain

Of each and every cut

Her cries are silent

Her tears are quiet

And she cuts in silence

Her intentions violent

She cries in the night

It’s not a pretty sight

She doesn’t want to fight

The fire in her ignites

She knows she isn’t alright

And she gives up on life

(I wrote this)

[thecoldestgirl]

[passion-and-percocets]

My feelings were real.

That I cannot deny.

But once you stabbed me in the heart.

It unraveled all the lies.

-M.C

[poetsbloom]

I heard your laugh

And it echoed

Through my head

Like a drip

In an empty chamber.

[thoughtkick]

“All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.”

— Iain Thomas, from I Wrote This For You

[passion-and-percocets]

My feelings were real.

That I cannot deny.

But once you stabbed me in the heart.

It unraveled all the lies.

-M.C

[passion-and-percocets]

Sorry to everyone that follows me that had to see the ray bans ad 5,000,000 times

[passion-and-percocets]

Either too much or not enough.

[thealfaguy]

[passion-and-percocets]

When you hold me the storm in my brain clears and my heart feels whole.

[bpdohwhatajoy]

I’m a prisoner of my own mind. I’m trapped with these cruel thoughts with no relief. I bang on the walls for someone to let me out. They just laugh. I sink to the floor. Defeated. This will be the rest of my days. Life sentence.

[archbudzar]

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(C.B)(5.21.18)