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2024.04.08 // i stayed up too late on saturday night.
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chi0lea · 3 months
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Forever the girl with a razor in her hands.
I try, I try as hard as I can for everything in life. When I’ve had nothing.
Never seen as the best friend, the true love, or even the girl who just makes you want to feel better.
I work hard for people to dismiss me, for relationships to never work out. For my life to grow harder and break me down.
Clenching a razor in my hands hoping to finally sink it deep enough. It’s never enough.
Feeling worthless for all I do. I am never good enough.
Feeling the sting of hope slipping away, I hate myself too.
Grasping my body wishing to change it. What’s so unlikable that I need to take a razor and cut out the ugly parts of me. Of my soul, my skin, my heart. Which life line can I bury enough to feel alive.
To feel the blood pool onto my flesh reminding me that I am warm inside as I fade to a cold light.
I’m forever the girl clenching the blade hoping its razor kiss will finally hit.
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tfshouldidohere · 5 months
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so many levels of drained and tired and absolutely fucked up rn
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jfite · 2 months
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#truth
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phantomdoofer · 2 months
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"Why are you always so cynical about yourself?"
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heartweak14 · 10 months
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My unknown feeling with my unspoken words.
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kagehime19 · 1 year
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Demons in my mind
Hurt, because I don’t know how comfort works
Thought of demons won’t shut up
Keep coming back and back
Pushing further and further
Convincing me
I am a horrible daughter
Person
Only thinking about myself
„Selfish you“ they say
„Hurting others by only thinking
talking
About yourself“
„Selfish me“ I start to think
„Only thinking
Talking
about me“
„I want other people to like me“
But I don’t want to force myself
My problems to them
They have anough of that themself
They don't need, don’t WANT mine too
„You are worth nothing in this world“
the demons say
„You talk to none
You don’t call your family
Your friends don’t call you.
Nobody cares if you disappear
Nobody will notice until it’s too late
Then you'll be gone
And no one will care“
Because I don’t know how to do
How to handle emotions
Don’t know what the hell is wrong with me
I want people to notice me
I am to scared being rejected
So I don’t try
Don’t hope
That there are people who like me
Because the demons, my own thoughts
Won’t let me.
So I look for the most dark and quiet corner
And cry silent all alone
So I won’t be a burden to the ones
I like.
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chi0lea · 2 months
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Maybe I’m weaker than I thought.
Growing up people always called those of us dealing with depression and suicide weak. Cowardly.
Do you know how hard it is to fight myself every night, trying to keep myself from ending my life.
Do you know how strong you have to be to finally commit to ending your life.
People act as if not every thought runs through our heads. Who will miss me? Will I be missed? Who would this hurt. Would they hurt a lot? Who will I be remembered as.
Even as those thoughts run through I’m being called a coward. I’m be treated as if I don’t actually matter.
Maybe I’m weak but I’m only weak cause I can’t go through with it.
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confusionmeisss · 7 months
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gu-guys. guys. i’m so tired. ment-mentally i’m so tired. emotionally, im so so so tired. i just, i just need-
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angy-brows · 2 years
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Haha, brain go *microwave noises*
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venting-thoughts · 2 years
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if someone makes you feel like your medical conditions are a burden in whatever situation that it may be, you’re not a burden. please remember that. it’s not your fault that you’re dealing with sh!t that you didn’t ask for nor wanted in the first place.
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ntastyvixensworld · 1 year
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Friend Zoned
My heart aches and my eyes are bloody red. My soul only longs for him. His entire being pleases me. I don't care about his flaws, no one is perfect, but to me he is more than worth it. I've tried so many times in the last 14 months to hear the words that he says to me. He doesn't express his feelings much. So when he talks I listen.. Listening to his words of not wanting to hurt me. Knowing that this is true it's just so hard for me to pull through. I love him beyond words can express. He eases my pain, puts my depression to rest. He gets my overthinking ways. Which I know is a pain. He is patient and kind. He's the apple of my eye. I can be FREE… 100% me!
Every moment we are together I feel like I'm in heaven. He is what my heart desires.
Truth is he doesn't feel the same for me. Those blows to my heart make me fall apart. The weakness and pain is growing stronger than a hurricane. I'm trying to stay sane. Though I knew all along I just wanted so bad for him to see that he could love and trust me.
To be continued..
~Ntastyvixenworld
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