tiredonewithscars-deactivated20
By Canis-Infernalis.
I am fucking tired
I can't
No no no
I'm scared of dying but I'm scared of living too. I'm scared of waking up each morning feeling the same as I did the morning before. I'm scared of three meals a day, of going through the same old routine, week after week, year after year, never really getting anywhere, never being properly happy or satisfied. I'm scared that I'll live my whole life without ever really living at all.
broken thoughts | 12am
every fucking day
depression-and-literature-deact
Sometimes it feels like I’m too much of a coward to live but I’m too much of a coward to kill myself too. I don’t know why I’m here anymore.
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diphyllia-grayi
We love actually being okay for a minute but then see or hear or think of something that triggers you and now all you can think of is killing yourself in the bathroom while still pretending to be okay
“But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.”
— Sylvia Plath, from The Bell Jar
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“Jesus Christ, I’m twenty-six All the people I graduated with All have kids All have wives All have people who care if they come home at night Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up?”
— The Wonder Years // Passing Through A Screen Door
