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Wish I was able to understand myself
I could've been better,
Why didn't you let me,
Kept me in this cage for so long,
I'm trying to break free.
Not a toy you can play with,
Then throw away like a waste.
So much I missed on,
So much to catch on.
I wish I had some sense then.
Probably wouldn't have let you do what you did.
But I guess it's the time to move on
It's the time to move on...
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Fernando Pessoa, from Un Soir à Lima; A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems (tr. by Richard Zenith)
I need new haters, the old ones fell in love with me
There’s a frustration that comes with trying so hard and yet finding no results. I’m trying so fucking hard and yet I can’t escape the fact that I’d be better off dead.
When you've been cutting for the last 2 years but only in fingertips and for the first time go onto the wrist and the guilt and the satisfaction hits you like a truck is just 🌟🌟
It's not just other people we need to forgive. We need to forgive ourselves.
Instead of telling someone how I feel, I sit on Tumblr and post about it.
Too many… maybe
“I have thoughts in my head that can never be spoken.”
They’re destroying me
“its getting bad again but i don’t know if i have the motivation to stop it this time.”
— i thought i was done feeling like this
One day this will kill me and I can't wait for that day to come.
“Every person has another half. But I need to wake up and accept that this other half, is already gone.”
— The Poetic Boy
“Trust me when I tell you: The most beautiful eyes have cried the most. The happiest smile was sad all along. & the coldest person felt the most.”
— The Poetic Boy
"The thoughts are slowly winning and I'm scared of what I might do once it does."
— something your suicidal friend would never admit to you
Abused kid things:
having scars on your body you can’t remember how you got them
gaping holes in memory
feeling distortion in your limbs, your body doesn’t feel yours
always feeling terrified of being called out for a mistake
worrying that you are A BOTHER to everyone at all times
guilt for wanting attention
depriving yourself of attention to cope with guilt and thinking it will “toughen you up”
guilt for receiving attention
feeling uncomfortable whenever things are about you
always feeling seconds from being targeted for someone’s anger
being overly accommodating and still feeling it’s not enough and you will PAY FOR NOT DOING MORE
feeling you’re going insane
trying to blame your own symptoms on yourself
trying to shame yourself just like everyone else has shamed you
feeling life would be better if only you weren’t the way you are
craving for something horribble to happen to you just so you could stop anticipating it
fantasies of abuse + obligatory guilt for having fantasies of abuse
self doubt over weather you actually deserved or wanted to be abused
trying to prove to yourself that you didn’t
not knowing how to prove that to anyone else
trying to soothe yourself by explaining your symptoms away and telling yourself your fears are not real
wondering why you stayed alive this far
Am I really that bad
You say I'm worthless
That's what makes me sad
And I think you're right
You're soo great
You want me to be like you
But I know, I'm just a brat
I can never be like you
Cause I'm me and you're you
Not even a day goes without a fight
You don't even know the shit you say
Makes me wanna explode like a dynamite
That is what makes my mind and heart shut tight
I just wanna cry
And want you to comfort me
But you don't even seem to try
You just let it be
You always make me sad
Only because you're mad
But I guess, I'm really that bad.
Everyone forgets about me, I feel so replaceable.
If I died today, nobody would notice…