We're procrastinating death with people

"I really hope there's no such thing as guardian angels, because I don't want another person watching me fall apart" owned by Alice and The Hatter

[local-graveyard]

don’t have much to be sad about but here I am, being sad.

[her-name-was-suicide-deactivate]

[theresnooneforus]

A sympathetic response:

It's ironic that as her soul is getting lighter ready to be plucked from this world she begins to weigh down on you like never before. You're choosing to have chains bound to your wrists despite the coming change. A noisy and violent determination to see your sentence out in full. But when the ocean's push and pull begins to recede back out to sea it becomes a question of do we swim back and accept the course of nature, or do we slip out and under the tide hoping that you make it back Still able to breath.

[theresnooneforus]

Fragment 18:

Just because I say beautiful things does not mean I'm a beautiful man.

[the-hopeless-void]

I feel like crying and screaming until I can’t anymore. But nothing comes out So I will sit here in my loniness and Let it eat me alive.

I lost you again (via the-hopeless-runaway)

[filth-glam-horror]

[millemii]

Sad.

[drowning-painfully]

[br-o-ken-poetry]

I hate it when all the things you used to love turn as dull and monotonous as the grey November sky. You can’t enjoy them anymore. It’s like there was never anything there to like in the first place. But then, I guess that’s what sadness does to you. It takes away your ability to be okay. It takes away everything.

broken thoughts (via br-o-ken-poetry)

[broken-depressed-hearts]

You’re gonna think the pain will never end. But it will. But first you have to let it all in.

Elena Gilbert (via broken-depressed-hearts)

[depressionchangeseverything]

I can relate to this so hard because I have borderline personality disorder & it’s a mental illness known for only see black or white no grey. so this is the most accurate thing for me.

[imtiredofactingokay]

[poemvs]

[i-fucked-up-my-life]

dying in my sleep would probably be the best thing that could ever happen to me

(via i-fucked-up-my-life)

[theresnooneforus]

Photographic memory

Maybe there was some truth in the idea that cameras were capsules for the soul. Because from the first time my eyes captured the richness of your figure it has stayed imbedded on the shutters of my eyes. Branded to my eyelids in a way that leaves your brail image on the outside. I like to think I contain a part of you. That I possess a photo from the collection of your life. That it's cherishable and imperishable. -I.A.S.A.T

[theresnooneforus]

It sucks when you mattering to me means so much. But me mattering to you means so little.

[theresnooneforus]

"I find myself rewinding to when times were better. Love the nostalgia so much I can't get my mind together. Everything ends. Yes everything stops. Even you. Even I. Even paper and clocks."