No Amount Of Wine Can Fill This Void But I’m Going To Try Anyway

Angelina Jolie, Mr. & Mrs. Smith (2005).

fucking awesome

if somebody ever stops fuckin wit u for a stupid ass reason, be grateful that you are now free from dealing with their bullshit

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I’ve been mentally ill for so long now that sometimes I don’t even realise how bad it is anymore

Like I sit here with my anxiety bubbling away for no reason and I’m like ‘this is fine’

And I’m considering suicide like ‘this is normal’

I isolate myself constantly like ‘how am I going to avoid everyone today’

And I walk around in a dissociated state, not remember what I’ve done each day thinking ‘it must be Halloween soon’ even though its April

This is my ‘norm’ and that’s why I feel like I’m never going to recover

(via im-only-a-whisper)

my hands have been through more than  your mind, and if you look at my palms close enough, you can see worn out creases from reaching out to people who never  can admit to needing a helping hand.