can someone just kill me already
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@pynkylla
can someone just kill me already
idk i just kinda wanna be a someone to someone
I’m an angel who the fuck are you
when someone tells me they like me but i’m still not at my gw💔
I'm on the verge, idk on the verge of what but definitely of something
i know what
i love it when people reblog my posts like aww you really relate to ME? me of all people? 🥹
i would enjoy today if tomorrow wasn't fucking thursday
12:34 a.m.
you may have fallen breathless
before the door
of the needle exchange
amid a relapse, upon the blade,
was it the blackened spoon
or the likewise bulb
that beckoned you?
a blameless sin
recalling the color variations
those separate tragedies
painted over your eyes
alive, as bright as flame, holding god
as shield before the tempest
a god you found
among the bars, in the stone,
in the laundry room surrounded
by those prison grays
for a moment, though,
for a time, at least,
you lived, remade by love
defined in precious charity
and righteous fury
a burning that may have eaten you
as insects doubtless
drank of christ in his cave
you died the same,
police that gathered
outside the methadone clinic,
centurions in the garden,
a serpent’s voice
that tempts you with a kingdom
a kiss, a hit of narcan, a siren choir,
another silence, a hollow
where a voice should be
and hope, perhaps,
that peace will find you
sleeping in her shroud
the thought of having a bf vs actually having one and realizing i'd actually have to open up to him and tell him how i feel
growing up ugly alters your brain chemistry so deeply, because no matter how many times you compliment me, I will simply just never believe you.
how it feels to post on tumblr most days
Getting ready for bed is the only time i feel at peace.
I think people that are homophobic are pathetic cause how the hell does it bother you that there are people that are attracted to the same gender like bffr go get a life
can we kill Charlie kirk again that would just really cheer me up
let's all kill trump
when im older i want to go somewhere quiet and be there by myself
i dont enjoy that im starting to see things again