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𝓲 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮₊˚⊹ ࿔

~🔮🌞🥀~

~i find raw emotions beautiful, the ‘uglier’ they are the more beautiful i think they are because its genuine. Im disgusted but also mesmerised by my own emotions. I only ever want to get worse. ive never had any wish to recover. It hurts but its the hurt that i feed off. if thst makes sense. time and time again i tend to imagine myself at the bottom of a tower thats like a prison, sprawled out on the floor. suffering because i’d finally let myself succumb to my mental illness. I dont know if any of this even makes sense.i i think its time for a cigarette🫶💖i dont wanna live(ldr reference) but atleast music is good~

𖦹₊ ⊹Anyway heres a poem~

how to never stop being sad

let the anguish fester inside of you,

let the chilling hands of this demon become your embodiment,

let the waterfall free from the imprisonment of your eyes,

drain yourself of the blood congested in your veins,

drench yourself in the crimson trickling into the crevices of your body,

as if swimming in the deepest body of water,

let yourself drown,

become the sorrows you fear,

depleted as you begin to embrace the void,

leave it free to poison your mind and body till your left an empty carcass,

walk through the simulation of life,

a living dead girl,

the void in your eyes so potent,

let the torment orchestrate your life.

~.°˖✧ 1 of 89 poems ✧˖°.~

im not so sure whether i like the poem or not but its there to read anyway<3🫶💖

~𝜗𝜚

no one really cares for what i have to say, not even my ‘friends’.this blog is like my safe space idk.i spent ages trying to make this perfect.hopefully this post reaches the girls(and non girls) that get it!💖

⋆⭒˚.⋆if your reading this i love you ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

~𝜗𝜚

Spotify

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Song im listening to~

(i do this because i love music and im always listening to music and i like letting people know what im into)

I know - Fiona Apple

i really need a fucjung hug, a cigarette snd someone to talk to im literally about to kms i cant do this anymore. i fucking cant

anyway heres a poem or wtv

drenched in my own misery,

physically visible on my skin,

intoxicated by the burden of deeply felt emotions,

deep as the sea,

i wish to claw through the skin of my chest,

past my ribs,

to gauge out my already broken heart.

blood on my hands as my tears burn through my skin,

maybe ill melt into the ground,

maybe once the essence of my existence has disintegrated into the ground and my bones are the only part of me left,

maybe then someone will truly care for what i have gone through.

Rest easy Freddie, you are dearly missed by many! Forever the King of Queen!

everyone on this app is too real i swear. or maybe its just the side of tumblr im on. whatever but i smoked 9 cigarettes today. ive been up for 4 hours. i feel great. ill probably post like poems amd song lyrics on here idk i write poetry. whoever is reading this i love you<3🫶💖

Spotify

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my spotify link because my music taste is amazing🙌

idk this app is my safe space

current song playing -

bag of bones - mitski 🌀

this🙏

~“And someday you will ache like i ache”

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Romanticism

When there is beauty to be found it becomes closure for the disturbed and the broken-minded, offering a home in the darkness, the darkness beholds beauty of which is mirrors the light and healthy. We as humans romanticise the pain until it becomes glorified, we feast off it and make it the norm, does this make sense? only to some it will.

Nonsense

‘Kill all the men, everything is dead to them’ - Your Flesh Is Nice by Jeff Buckley

Its all wrong and its all right but no matter what it is, it’s fucked up and repulsing; art.

Rottenness

Yearning,Rotting:Yearning=Rotting

Rotting is a desease, it eats at the dead and the living, the mind and the body. It searches every crevice of your system for every sense of life to suck out of you, its a slow painful process, it kills.

Art

Im a sad sad girl with a weird mind so to me this is written art, expressive. art.Art.ARt.ART. fuck knows what this is.

Art is not in one form, art is anything and anything you just need the open eye to see it; music,poetry, drugs, literature, misery, sex, anatomy, film, paintings, drawings, collages, each breath you take and the moon + music, the most important one of them all.

UgLy Is A..r?T

Make it make sense. Open Your Eyes……👁️

“Everything Means Nothing To Me.”

“To understand me you must eat me,

consume every thought that has surpassed the minds of most at my young age,

you will consume the musical magic that has orchestrated my life,

you will see where my wit stems from,

my pain will finally be understood by those other than myself, by you my love,

to eat is to love so consume me and love every part of me,

from the tip of my toes to the top of my head,

every cell that has died and been born within this vessel of which i call my body,

every stream of blood that becomes me you will take into your system and you will feel me,

my emotions will come in waves, washing over you and giving you the guilt i once felt,

for this day,

you will ache like i ache.”

this made sense in my head atleast :|