To you who made me see things I could never see alone.
Oh, I can’t believe myself. I stuck around just long enough to care.
Oh, I fucking hate myself. I hate you too, and I hope you’re well aware.
Paul Gilmartin (via floralandlace)
You are deeply implanted into my soul. No amount of alcohol or denying the fact will change the pressure in my chest when I see you, the cancerous venom that seeps into my blood stream by your ability to affect me.
I need to know the truth before I lose my head completely.
You violent man!
Mona Kuhn (via considerthishippie)
So much inspiration holy crap.
Jeanette Winterson (via wordsthat-speak)
Umm yeah this
Keep busy, keep those shades up so the sunlight doesn’t judge your darkness, the way your heart isn’t bold enough to commit.
Keep those fingernails clean.
How fucking awful it is to survive when death is so close. So easily accomplished… Keep those coffee mugs in the sink, remember…
Remember to clean them, they will pile up, do not allow them to notice the way you make coffee so it seems that is the reason you do not sleep.
How tired you are, Keep busy.
The stove needs cleaning, the oven, the goddamn windows. Keep going, do not stop for a moment.
He doesn’t want you. Remind yourself that, Remind yourself that being alone is easier,
Keep busy or you’ll notice the way your fingers shake, how your bones are withering away.
You’re busy. The house needs cleaning. There is dust in your skull. You need to clean.
The rats need feeding, work, keep busy. Don’t push. Keep busy.
Don’t think of dying, just once keep breathing. The cat needs attention, it won’t judge you. Keep breathing.
The house needs cleaning.