suicidal people deserve a space to talk about their suicidal feelings without risking hospitalization/institutionalization or being accused of being manipulative or attention seeking
I don’t want anyone to look at you the way I do
Do you ever get that obsessed with a song that no matter how many times you listen to it, it’s never enough, it’s never loud enough, it’s never satisfying enough, but it’s just too powerful to you, to stop listening to
THIS.
I have never thought about it in this context
that’s actually really, really creepy.
I… fuck.
Yeah, basically.
I once pointed this out to my mother and she just stared at me, in stunned silence for ages.
There will always be a girl who is less sober, less secure, with less friends walking in a darker part of town. I want her safe just as much as I want me safe.
THE BOLDED
- current mood: needs to be kissed
I’m reaching the breaking point again
— and I promise to die (via wasted-suicide)