I feel like I cannot connect with a soul. I spend every day utterly alone. My nose is always pressed into books or decaying in my bed. I truly believe I wasn’t meant to be here. Tumblr is the only thing that gives me validation and even that is crumbling, along with my will to live.
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Getting ready to go out with just 4 hours of sleep and having nothing but a latte and cigarette for breakfast
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I'm tired. Just so, so tired.
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i sometimes wish i’d never been born at all.
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I wish I could just die. Yet I wake up everyday just to be another waste of space.
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become awake
become happy
live for the day
observe the beauty
in people and clouds
go to sleep
dream
of understandment
of love
wake up
with a heavy heart
awake but asleep
pain courses
through my veins
and finds its way
to my soul
and head
and i cant possibly
pick them up again
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Theres only one thing worse than not knowing what youre meant to be doing- and thats knowing what youre meant to be doing and.. you cant.. bonus points for if you cant because of a stupid reason like money or gatekeeping or whatever
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My mum: don’t stay up too late tonight
Me: has a mental breakdown cos I’m a monster and stays up till 2:00 listening to music
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Everything hurts. I want to die right now.
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