The amount of disappointment and frustration I’m feeling right now makes me want to slit my wrists. I need you to go away. Why do you keep fucking everything up for me?

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I feel so fucking insignificant to everyone in my entire life. Why do I never come first? Fucking ever? I don’t want to be here anymore.

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I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.

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cloud-nymphet:

I was lonely.
I liked how your jaw bone moaned after each swallow of stolen alcohol, 
the way your shoulder smelled like nicotine and bleached self esteem,
when you whispered circular lies into my lopsided eyes.
You were… a pleasant surprise.

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It’s no surprise to me that anyone hardly tells the truth about how they feel. The smart ones keep to themselves for good reason. Why would you want to tell anyone anything that’s dear to you?
Even when you like them and want nothing more than to be closer to them? It’s so painful to be next to someone you feel so strongly about and know you can’t say the things you want to.

Henry Rollins (via luckamazing) +

Nobody can save you but yourself — And you’re worth saving. It’s a war not easily won but if anything is worth winning — this is it.

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