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skinsnailsandteeth · 1 year
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and just like that I decided it would be best if I was alone
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skinsnailsandteeth · 1 year
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I don’t necessarily want to die, it’s more so that I’m tired of myself and of fighting; I feel myself closing in on the end, that all it takes is one really, really shitty day to push me over the edge
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skinsnailsandteeth · 1 year
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I feel like it would benefit all my friends and people around me if I ended my life, I feel like a burden to everyone, like all I do is annoy and worsen everyone’s life
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skinsnailsandteeth · 3 years
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I feel done now, with everything, I haven’t posted here in months but I don’t feel like I got anywhere else to really turn to, to put my heart on my sleeve and vent about how I feel… I feel like everything left that I want to do, that I want to achieve and get, is outside of my reach and that everything I am able to do has been done. Like it so often goes, things have been feeling up and down as of late but when things feel “up”, it’s more of the fact that I feel content with the situation rather than I feel happy I guess
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skinsnailsandteeth · 4 years
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What's the stomachpunch motel?
stomach punch motel is just some imaginary world of cruel, overbearingly depressive pain that I came up with. it is very much based on the thought of a heartbreak hotel as the name might suggest. essentially the way I view it is that it is a seemingly quiet, rundown motel up on a hill with few residents but those that do stay all share common burdens and so on. it is always pouring down rain and the floors are creeking with every step taken. there is a broken jukebox in the motel bar that plays the caretaker - everywhere at the end of time, the weeknd - dawn fm on repeat or just music like that. I haven’t given it much thought besides that really but that’s essentially it. a constant heart aching and gut punch of a feeling that seem to never go away
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skinsnailsandteeth · 5 years
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Reblog this for suicide prevention.
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skinsnailsandteeth · 5 years
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hope your pets stay healthy in 2017
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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FUCKIGN KILL ME
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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i am worthless
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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my cheeks flushed a pale pink,
what a feeling it was keeping
you close to me initially,
the sun would set before us
and your eyes became black,
pushing my last cigarette into the dirt
i realized my heart was intact,
as the moon raised slowly
sacred words emerged from my lips,
quivered nonchalantly when we kissed,
everything went silent and so did you
i didn’t know what i had gotten into,
looked up to align the stars-
the path i took to you
but the world had gone dark
and the stars did too.
— gwa
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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w.r.a.e
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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You have to understand that selfharm for people that hurts themselves it’s like drug for drug addicts, alcohol for alcoholics, tobacco for nicotine addicts, coffee for caffeine addicts, sex for nymphomaniacs and a lot of things that people just are addict.
Just that, UNDERSTAND it isn’t that hard.
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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sorry for ignoring you i was mentally dead
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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he was truly the very fucking best, goddamn i miss him... 🖤
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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this tattoo is just wow
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The partially finished tattoo of an unidentified murder victim, reading ‘Angel Baby.’ She was shot in the face and her body was found in Yuma, Arizona on October 9, 1999.
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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Lisa <3
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skinsnailsandteeth · 6 years
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