Trouble's all we find

21, male. Your friendly sociopathic neighbor. "Punching slowly my mind can't change the speed."

[mummywithmentalhealth]

[remusjohnslupin]

With each full moon, when he transforms he no longer remembers who he is. He’d kill his best friend if he crossed his path. Furthermore, the werewolf only responds to the call of its own kind.

[fraupornuar-deactivated20140526]

[troubleallwefind]

[troubleallwefind]

On being bipolar

Being bipolar is a lot like being drunk.

You may get blackouts.

You may feel unstoppable sometimes. Or you may want to end your life.

You may do or say things that you normally wouldn’t.

You know that what you do is not right, but it makes perfect sense to you.

You know that the person in control is not you, watching him act through your own eyes, screaming inside “Oh God, no!”, knowing that he can’t hear you.

And there is nothing you can do. You can’t stop drinking because there is no drinking. It just happens.

You can drink to try and forget. You can drink to try and mildly calm yourself. But it can get out of hand. And drinking while being drunk is not a good thing.

You can try and take your meds. But that can get out of hand too. They make you dull.

And then you wake up the next day, or the next week, or the next month, and you feel sorry. You beg your God to make it all ok. But he won’t.

You just sit there waiting for the next episode.

[sexforalifetime-deactivated2013]

[lunar-fantasy]

☼

[smokinbyelevn]

this line just really means a lot to me. 

[unapologeticfatty-deactivated20]

If you’ve never read or listened to Rachel Wiley’s “10 honest thoughts on being loved by a skinny boy” I suggest you do so. 

[troubleallwefind]

Well, she is fat... and ugly.

[psychofactz]

More Facts on Psychofacts :)

[killer-facts-deactivated2014052]

"Positive" Murder Terminology

Strangulation: Surprise neck hugs

Stabbing: Chest-based metal contribution

Beating to death: All-over fist bumps

Death by chainsaw: Cosmetic torso re-arrangements

Drowning: Extreme baths

Burning alive: Emergency heat increases

Shooting: 9mm face presents

Cannibalism: Anatomical appropriation

Skinning: ultra-close shaving

Necrophilia: Necromance

Decapitation: long-term height adjustment

[troubleallwefind]

Hmmm..... Neck hugging

[askclint]

If you are reading this, you have survived your entire life up until this point.

You have survived traumas, heartbreak, devastation, the elements, different phases of life. And here you are.

You go, motherfucker. You’re awesome.

[wiiiiild-child-deactivated20180]

Love waking up three hours before my alarm and not being able to fall back asleep. Damn it :(

[troubleallwefind]

Love going to sleep three hours before my alarm and not being able to wake up. Damn it.

[troubleallwefind]

I feel a breakdown coming in...

Every morning, every day, every evening, every night I see them. I see sheeps without a shepherd, pushing each other, twisting and turning in their ignorance; such a meaningless life they have. And I too am one of them, as i walk besides them, every morning, every day, every evening, every night. It's a feeling of normality that I crave. And this feeling that I crave pushes me to do rabid things, illogical and irrational. As much as I enjoy having control, i enjoy having none. But I guess things have to change, before I hit rock bottom. Too many times I said I'll change. Too many times I said I'll stop drinking. Too many times I said I'll stop smoking. Too many times I said I'll stop gambling. I never really changed. I never really stopped drinking. I never really stopped smoking. I never really stopped gambling. People don't change and I consider myself human. Drinking makes me feel human and alive. Smoking makes me feel human, ready to die. Gambling makes me feel human, taking risks that I know will fail. So, to change, I need not to be human. I need to change my habits so I can change myself. I need to feel dead, because being alive is erratic. I need to feel ready to be alive, because being dead is without feeling. I need not to take risks, because risks tend to fail. I need to lose everything I crave, before I lose everything I have. And all this while having balance in my life, having control, having to live with and without myself.

[ohwellfuckit]

[troubleallwefind]

Motivational speaker : "Do what you like, what you enjoy"

Me: "If I do that I'll probably end up in jail or even on the electric chair"

Not a very good motivation.

[magdalenapyzio]

American Psycho

[troubleallwefind]

[troubleallwefind]

I consider myself a writer. I am a writer.

I paint this canvas with words that conquer every shade of gray that there is. I drink to slow my mind down and keep up with reality. I drink so I can distinguish better every thread of this web that I’m tangled in.

I smoke because imperfections makes us perfect; makes us human; makes us what we are. I smoke because it’s the little things that matter.

I do everything I can, bending morality but following my own set of rules. I try to appear normal, another sheep in the crowd. But I can't. Every single time, something sets me off and the balance is tilted in the favor of my own demons.

One too many drinks, awful day, someone talks funny or acts weird. Or my love. Oh, my love... She sets me off like nothing and no one ever did. And she's also the one that dims the flame, until the fire is put out.