fucking end me
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“Do what you can, but nothing will take your pain away when you realize you're not truly loved by anyone.”
“Mental illness has ruined my fucking life, don’t ever tell me that it’s a choice.”
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“What did i do wrong?”
Everything.
You did everything wrong.
Zdzisław Beksiński
Crawling Death, 1973
Oil on canvas
I want to punch a wall until my fists bleed and crack. I want to destroy everything and rip myself to fucking shreds.
I cried and I cried until I couldn’t anymore. I cried like I hadn’t cried in years. I cried until every last tear drop was drained from me. The numbness was gone and I cried
my fault.
“Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre
I noticed i keep mirroring everyone else, I dont have a original personality. I guess it’s scary to not know who you are cuz you were so depressed for so long but honestly I couldn’t care less. I fit great with all my friends thanks to that and when I’m alone I don’t have to talk or do anything. I can just dance and be alone in the dark or cook dinner in my apartment or laying in the forest and looking at the stars and in these small moments of my life I feel truly happy.
But there also the other stuff that makes me sad, I think I could be happy like really happy but I can’t. I just can’t. Not now, not here
why can’t i stay in bed all day reading books and listening to music while creating fake scenarios in my head like there isn’t a law against it so wtf
I wouldn’t be here regretting everything.
I like how music fills me with some hope and imagination to escape the reality I live on.
(via thatpervysuhaila98)
everyone is fully giving up on me, i’m so ready to end it
I can’t stop crying tonight, I just wanna bash my head into a wall
tfw you randomly get the urge to bang your head against a wall
i really will find any fucking way i can to destroy myself huh
Someone asked me what my happiest memory is.
I don't know if I cried more because I don't have one, or because I realized I don't.