Maybe this is all for nothing… I’m afraid to let people know, afraid to let them see. I’d stare at the ceiling dreaming of you forever but I can’t stay awake. Why did I let you go? Why did I ruin this? I can’t stop feeling alone now. I’ve gotten used to it but sometimes I can’t bear it. It weighs me down and pulls me into infinite depths. I can’t breathe anymore, I’m drowning in this emptiness. I don’t want to feel this way anymore…
I need someone to love me. I need someone to hold me. Music can’t hold back the silence forever. I want to live again, I want to breathe again. The world is fading and everything is the same. Nothing makes sense. It’s all the same. I can’t escape. It’s all the FUCKING same.
I just want to be free. I just want to live. I just want to die.
Maybe this is all for nothing…
Do you ever just become quiet? For no reason. Your brain thinks about everything at once and you feel as if you’re drowning in thought and you can’t do anything to stop it so you say nothing and do nothing and just sit.
I was messing around in RaceMenu on an ultra modded Skyrim Special Edition and made her. I won’t be playing as her though.
There are really amazing.
Christian Sampson, a 21-year-old photographer from Peru, Indiana started taking photos around the theme of mental illness in 2014 for an advanced photography class.
“It actually started out as physical illnesses like cancer, but I wanted to create something that people struggled with every day but couldn’t see,” he tells The Huffington Post Canada. “I wanted the majority of people to relate to them.”
With limited resources, Sampson asked his friends to be his models and researched some of the most common mental disorders around the world. His work brought him down to 12 smaller topics, ranging from depression to schizophrenia to insomnia. In eight weeks, Sampson designed and photographed each shot, making sure his version of each disorder was accurate. (Source)
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Why am I still here...
Ikr. I'm going to Mars someday.
I've daydreamed of our forgotten future. I'm sorry for the past.
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