#mignightthoughts

[dont-have-a-clue-what-to-do-blog]

Midnight Yearnings

the stars burning, like my yearning for your vindicitve touch. i gasp for your breath, as you take mine away. No matter how badly you push away, i will always come back. Crawling for my midnight yearnings. -j.b.

[depresssooo]

I still can’t figure out exactly what went wrong with me.

[silkintention]

It's incredibly sad when the people whom you thought were perfect end up being just regular people who make mistakes too, breaking hearts and being selfish. Who do you have left to look up to?

[combustingcolours]

monster

i hear a million voices, but one stands out most. it's my own; yelling help, at the same time, a suicide note. —combustingcolours

[eternalmesshead]

Where does the line between right and wrong fall?

m.j

[a-drop-of-rayne]

Honestly, I don't know what scares me more. Death, the thought of ceasing to exist. To no longer breath or think or hope for tomorrow. My mundane brain can not grasp the thought. Or.. Heaven, if such a place does exist I cannot fathom the thought of living for all eternity. It is supposedly a place of no sadness or worry or jealousy. But still the thought that it never ends terrifies me to the point of tears, it is something I can't explain. I know now what scares me more. It is the very thought of the unknown.

The thoughts that keeps me up at night