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Do you ever get angry at the fact that you missed your opportunity?
“Human relationships are strange. I mean, you are with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stops”
— Charles Bukowski
“Stop giving people power to control your smile, your worth, and your attitude.”
— Mandy Hale
My energy is floating around wandering through space. I wonder will it ever get back to me?
You know what? You are my home.
“I stood on that hill while the sky above me threatened to collapse. I stood there and knew that I was alive. After all, I felt something inside me.”
— The Dreamer
Tell me, is there a deadline for suicide?
Manchmal fühlt es sich so an, als würde das Schicksal ausprobieren wieviel Schläge ich brauche, um endgültig kaputt zu gehen
Für den Club 27 muss ich mich langsam beeilen. Ist es danach für immer zu spät?
If goodbye was this easy, a lot of people would be alive.
Goodbye. Neither surviving nor dead.
Eines Tages wird dich jemand so lieben, wie du es verdienst, ganz ohne dass du dafür kämpfen musst
My letters, all my words, nothing can express how much I want to leave. Yet I want to stay.
All I can think about is dying.
reblog if you're a writer but would rather drink straight cyanide than show any of your family members your work
I feel like I don't have friends anymore.
Am I still a part of this?
"This reminded me of you" is such a tender sentence. Oh to have impacted someone so much that they find bits of your soul and hold the memory of you in things and places when you're not around.