Me Every Morning :)

using tumblr to prevent the chance of even a single thought occuring

real.

“hey man it’s been a while, where have you gone?”

my ass plotting a foolproof method to silently slip away from 90% of my friends and start anew because I cannot shake the constant betrayals and neglect that haunted my early teenage years. I look into their eyes and all I see are the carved pupils of stony angels that stood over me and, basking in their holiness, watched me weep. they believe that all they need to do to be worthy of sticking around with is to pose and look pretty, and provide no further meaning that might linger when I turn away:

sometimes all you can do is accept your inner void

𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺-𝖫𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇 | 𝖨𝖦: 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺_𝖺𝗋𝗍

what if I start killing everyone

(i am of course talking about the shadows in the corners and the voices in my head)

x

A

Whenever you are near, all my worries disappear💕

“you were made to understand, not to be understood” “we will always love more than we will ever be loved” “I’ll take care of you / it’s rotten work / not to me. not if it’s you” “I loved you like the sun” shut up or I’ll kill myself

I'm fucking saying it's so tiring when will it be over. they don't deserve this shit

being:

1. in a split with your partner who is currently professing their love and

2. having a personal moral of not saying “I love you” unless you actually mean it

feels like committing social and literal suicide