Heaven on earth Back again Into Under Far in between Through it In it And above….
[[MORE]] You were standing in the sun, it caught my eye, as the sun spots appeared you became a black hole. I was trying to erase you then like I am now
[[MORE]] A girl sits and stares at the ceiling, maybe the texture of the carpet will catch her eye. As she breathes, words leave, she talks like air. She dreams, not sure what is next. She writes her shitty thoughts, making sense to no one else. Face crooked, her glasses falling down, her hands dirty and nails yellowed, her mind is somewhere else. All you can hear is incoherent mumbles...
When you’re rotting you might have one last reminder
[[MORE]] We all speak but we don’t listen, Advice doesn’t go far. By now, you and I know that we will do whatever the hell we want, Even if it’s a fact it’s hurting us
[[MORE]] You asked me, “What do we do?” All I wanted to do was run away from you I was silent, and you leaned in to kiss me I smiled, put the thought of you leaving again behind me You held my hand You held me The bird fluttered You sang me to sleep
[[MORE]] Disgusting species I’d rather be anything else, This bird in my chest, it flutters. It wants out, it wants to be free. I’m too scared to let it out, too scared to tear open my chest to let it be seen. It needs to fly, it needs breath, it needs light
Chain-smoking to calm my nerves
My heart just stopped there is no way you’re online you’re dead
All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name.– Hunter S. Thompson (via lumisays)
Living in the middle of nowhere has it perks, like the sky at night.
Questions would be appreciated
[[MORE]] I couldn’t tell her anything else other than “I wanted to sleep” Sleep forever is what I was really going for, I should have chosen the baby over myself, What a selfish thing for me to go and do. I should have died by your side, What a selfish thing for me to go and do. I should have taken more pills, What a selfish thing for me to go and do.
[[MORE]] Puking my guts out every day, my body is wearing down, my mind feels worn down, too. Let’s not talk about my heart, it feels long gone. Anxiety built up, My nerves are screaming for relief