"and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want, what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?"
- Charles Bukowski
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i was born with a heart so full
my love spilled over
and left a mark on everyone
my purpose was to love
without any limit
i gave all my love
every last drop
until there was none left
empty
what used to be a kind
warm heart
is now cold and shattered
and as time went on
loneliness consumed me
because i was meant to
give more love
than i ever recived
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This loneliness is killing me, I feel the urge to start self harming again
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i think i’d rather just die
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I want to die again and this time I have no fancy way of saying it. I'm not going to beat around the bush anymore. I want to die. I want to sleep and never wake up again.
The sad thing is no one really cares
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The saddest moment is going to self harm and realising you have to look for clean skin to cut...
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I’m a background character in everyone’s life. I’m not important to anyone. I don’t even matter.
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