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I try too hard for a pessimist. My wrists aren't...
I keep telling myself I’m done, but I can’t quit yet. I’ve got to much to say and no one to say it to. Maybe when I can find an ear to listen, maybe then I can justify my mid-day naps when I should keep going and working to be a better person. I don’t need a lover, just a listener.
tumblrbot asked: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Everybody: Stay Golden
Me: First I have to be Golden.
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kchel-sea: I have too many feelings that I can’t find the words to write. I have too many stories that I can’t bring myself to tell. Because I know that no matter how hard I try, it’s never going to come out the way I want it to. Mabe next time, I’ll get it right.
whathappenswhenyouareme: I sometimes fold into myself and try not to breathe, because if I breathed, I’d surely shatter.
I Wish I Liked Myself
Sometimes, when I’m really tired and lonely, I’ll be going through Tumblr and hit the refresh button. I close my eyes real tight and when I open them my heart and mind still wish they were anywhere but here. Only then do I remember that I can only refresh the webpage.
I told myself I would never leave you. But I didn’t think you’d be walking away.
The fact that you think you want to go is the reason you know you have to stay.
Sometimes I forget how much I hate myself. But then I remember.
I am scared shitless to fall in love.
I Can’t Remember to Forget You
whathappenswhenyouareme: And now I know that it can be fatal to attach yourself so closely to one person.
LATE to the Looking Glass
Living is easy with eyes closed. You all everybody. That’s Not Penny’s Boat.
Why do I only have one person to talk to? And why can I only talk to her when I’m tired of talking to myself?
Leaves of Grass was in Breaking Bad
Im dumb. Let’s go Bob Sapp.
Hi there world, i know you’re not reading this and thats okay, I just need a certain girl to talk to me, kuz I believe she said we’d talk today, and I really need to talk. So when you read this, just know im refreshing my email every minute hoping to hear from you. And ik im dumb and u prob dnt want too but yeahh i miss you
For the Hell it takes to get past you It takes the sight of your name to fall in place With knees so week And a throat this sore I’m tired of pleading Gods grace
“I can’t sleep.” Translation “My nightmares are just memories and predictions and that fucking scares me.”
Hey email me so I can talk to you. Hey talk to me so I can smile. Hey help me smile so I can sleep. Hey let me sleep so I can wake up to more Hell. Hey when I wake up to this Hell, find me and we’ll climb out together.
Dear Me, Fuck you. With love, Me PS r we still on for a night of struggle and pain or are we just gunna sleep this off and let Heart and Mind get off easy?