install theme

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I lay here,
In this dark, cold room,
Curled up in a ball,
Like a fetus in the womb.

My emotions are overwhelming,
Of my suffering I am aware,
My mind full of torment,
Melancholy and despair.

The scars that trace my body,
Are reminders of the fights,
With the faceless demon in my head,
That turned out all the lights.

I want it all to be over,
To never feel again,
I’m tired of this happening,
The recurring hurt and pain.

(Source: melisica)


let’s play the “how much time can i waste before i start crying about how stressed i am because im procrastinating my life away” game

(Source: thor2)

when youre at a concert does it suddenly hit you at random moments that the band are real people and not just pictures on the internet

(Source: screenagers)

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trying to put my bedsheets on by myself is like wrestling with satan

(Source: pau1y)