syn-aesthetic

a dirty dirty stranger that described a perfect perfect life.

[iero]

That [the first night in London] was fun. Tonight’s fun too, but you got a lot to live up to if you’re going to beat first night, right? I know. Listen… 

[urie-letric]

IM NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING

[s-ilenting]

it's better for them to see you strong and good instead of staying where they left you.

[s-ilenting]

I want to post that book so FFUCKING BAD but it's so fucking bad and I'm so fucking bad it's awful and rank and gross like,,, 1) no one would read it 2) the people that MIGHT would immediately assume it's about them 3) it WAS a cry for help and 4) I no longer need that cry for help because of dumb reasons but it's whatever

[s-ilenting]

and suddenly, the breaker-upper becomes the broken up with

I feel like I should just post the fucking book but I don't have a title or a good reason.

[s-ilenting]

this acc sucks

follow me on my spam acc on insta it’s

@grumpytrolley great @ ikr

also follow my better tumblr

@sad-panic

seeya

[lifeinpoetry]

These days, I’m as filthy as a sweaty fist. You can often find me pulling my eyelashes for extra wishes, and I am always chewing on something, maybe it’s your blood.

Noor Hindi, from “Hunger Drips from the Body of the Filthy Woman,” published in Public Pool (via lifeinpoetry)

[s-ilenting]

salty air,

you’ve never been the subject of my words before. you still won’t be.

blue boy, no longer blue. now black, or green. you’re still blue to me.

you’ve grown since i’ve last thought about your words in my mouth.

you once were a sapling, murdered by salty water. you’ve grown on your own, now that he’s gone.

congratulations.

you’ve never been

[0nly-an-illusi0n]

The human skin can be hard to live in.” “That’s why most of us tear it open.

A.R.G

(Poems of 2017)

[the-suicide-effect]

⚓️ Message me whenever you want. I’m always here if you wanna talk. ⚓️

[wonderlanddreamsx-deactivated20]

panic attacks // 16:22

[vividvega]

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[0nly-an-illusi0n]

I am destroying myself so other people can’t,“ she said, ” and it’s the worst kind of control but it’s the only form I know.

S.Z (Poems of 2017)

[s-ilenting]

is this how i’m going to live?

there’s a brick on my chest and bats in my stomach.

oceans on my palms.

i can’t catch my breath because my words are too fast for my feet, which stumble every time i walk.

i shake like nothing i can describe,

i’m afraid from my head to my knees but not my toes because i’m gripping my legs so tight that i’m cutting off the circulation.

help.

[abrighterspark]

i live for other people’s lives…

i’m not living for my own

i follow other people’s stories

to forget that i’m alone

[poems-and-word]

[abrighterspark]

i heard you left me

for some other girl;

i’d hoped it wasn’t true

i know you left me 

for another girl

just… please don’t let her hurt you