#gothetic

[nakavelli98]

DOOM render I spent all day creating :) (work in progress)

[raine]

I’ll never believe anyone who tells me you can’t love anyone until you love yourself

It doesn’t make any sense

Because I know that I love you

I know that my bones ache when you’re away and my heart jumps when you smile

I know that I love you but I also know that I don’t love me

I can’t look in the mirror for too long and my self punishment is hard to talk about

I don’t love me, but I am more than capable of taking the love I should have for myself and giving it

To you

[maryaetlart]

i hope one day, you wake up next to the love of your life and realize all you’ve been through is nothing now, anymore.

[my-angel-my-stars]

W A R N I N G I go to war with myself Because I am a dangerous girl, Because I have always been better at tearing myself apart than rebuilding others. W A R N I N G I stare at myself in the mirror, A stranger stares back at me. Sometimes I feel like I’ll never be able to find me. W A R N I N G I roll out of bed even though I feel too small to be an adult today. I need someone to hold my hand today. To check under my bed for knives and monsters, and to keep me away from people who look like knives and monsters. W A R N I N G I stare at the sun believing that I am strong enough to decide when it’s time to look away. But, I never do.

I’ve been hoping that your rays won’t burn a hole in my eyes.

[hardlysad]

https://instagram.com/p/BT5EmlgAb7A/

[clinicalangel]

words are the reason you stay up until your eyes burn every night. rehearsing all the things you wish he’d say to you, the things you need him to say to you. the words you’re never going to hear are the ones that will scream the loudest. you try your best to keep them silent, but even at family dinners when your aunts and uncles are asking you about college, the only thing you can hear is his apology that you’ve perfected piercing your eardrums. people tend to speak either too much or not enough, and with that being said i wish i could shove every letter back down your throat, maybe then i wouldnt be stuck here desperate for you to back them up. empty sentences and promises always seem to be the most powerful, but i promise you there is nothing more moving than the carefully chosen order of words pouring out of a broken heart. the splitting in my chest and the raspiness in my voice speaks loud enough for the both of us. i promise you you’re not going to forget me, all the beautiful words i’ve whispered to you, and the mess you left in my heart. i wish i could say i want the presence of all my words to hurt you like the absence of your words has hurt me, but i would never wish pain like this even upon my worst enemy. this is pain only words have the power to cause, spoken and unspoken.

it’s impossible to speak closure into existence but that doesn’t mean i won’t try

[gaykay-blog1]

i’ve drowned myself so many times to give the world what it wants out of me. i remember when i was 9 years old and i thought this older girl in my Sunday school class was cute. i hide it very well. i couldn’t let the world know i admired the two curves that graced her chest. i drowned myself. i remember hearing the other girls in middle school giggle over their boy crushes. the vibrations “whose yours?” were thrown at me so many times only to be met with my uncomfortable silence. i drowned myself. i’m in high school now and i’ve been asked “you got a boyfriend?” so many times. the waves of truth thrash against my throat crying to be set free i just smile and say no. i drown myself.

some things don’t change with time

[raine]

part of the poetry journal I’m making my girlfriend for our one year