I wouldn’t be here regretting everything.
“Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre
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
Zdzisław Beksiński
Crawling Death, 1973
Oil on canvas
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
Thought I could fly, So I stepped off the golden. Nobody cried, Nobody even noticed.
I like how music fills me with some hope and imagination to escape the reality I live on.
(via thatpervysuhaila98)
Today while walking through campus I felt loneliness cutting through me. As I walked to class I saw many groups of friends hanging out having a good time. Not a single person was alone except for myself. This showed me that somehow I’ve failed at something. I grew up with many of these people. I know many things about them and yet they know nothing about me. I’m always so friendly to everyone but no one is ever friendly to me. How I wished I wouldn’t have made it this far in life. It’s always been this way. Give the best of yourself to people, just so they use you and later ignore your existence. ——————————————————————————
“Do what you can, but nothing will take your pain away when you realize you're not truly loved by anyone.”