"she was tired
physically and mentally
she wanted to close her eyes
and never open them again"
Every time people ask me if I'm okay, it's just a reminder that I'm not
they tell you to be yourself and then they judge you
i hate getting flashbacks of things i don't want to remember
I like my music so loud, I can't hear my thoughts
I keep a lot of shit to myself, because in reality nobody really gives a fuck
My thoughts will destroy me
"Maybe I'm a fucking waste,
filling up the empty space"
- Somethings Gotta Give, ATL
The difference between promises and memories,
is that we break promises,
and memories break us
people do not die from suicide; they die from sadness
Blast the music until you can't feel a fucking thing
If I'm being honest here, the only thing that has kept me alive for the past 3 years is music. Not my friends, not my family, music.
- Me, 2017 (while listening to music)
- deepest depths of my own hell
- JoinedMarch 20, 2015