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madmutts · 1 month

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Would you like to talk about anything random? Or would you rather be left alone?

I wanna go home

#angelo txt #inbox answer #comp ref #i dont wanna be here anymore

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sondheim-girly · 2 months

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Sometimes I realize that I'm never gonna get to see Aaron Tveit thrown across the stage during backstage romance in person, and then I get really sad

#theater kid #musicals #aaron tveit #moulin rouge #moulin rouge broadway #backstage romance #i dont wanna be here anymore

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miracleon63rdstreet · 1 year

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I just wanted you to say "I was worried about you" but no one ever is.

#sad and black #depression #i dont wanna be here anymore #i feel alone #no one cares about me #Black lives matter #?#suicidal

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d3ad-on-arriva1 · 6 months

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AHH IM FEEING SUICIDAL AHHHH HELP AHHH

#idek why #i dont wanna be here anymore #but ive got stuff to stay here for i just need to push through #ugh i hate having a mental illinois #tw sui ideation

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darkacademic42 · 1 year

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I am tired. These people make me feel I have a hole in the middle of me.

D.H. Lawrence, The Complete Works; The Plumbed Serpent

#im so tired #dh lawrence #what we do in the shadows #i dont want to #i dont wanna be here anymore #quotes #dark academia #dark academic #dark academia quotes #aesthetic

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zozo-01 · 1 year

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there are two types of business majors:

The David Shaws™️ business majors who made sure to study for the midterm ahead of time.

The Zos™️ business majors who got caught up in everything and is cramming the textbook right now.

#I DONT WANNA BE HERE ANYMORE #HELP-#this is zo speaking

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reidsaurora · 2 years

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someone off me pls 🤩

#srsly #i dont wanna be here anymore #everyone's like #iT geTs bEttEr wiTh TiMe 🤪#no #no it doesnt #emmy's 🐏bles

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neganmct · 1 year

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End of my fucking world

Trigger Warning: suicide, self harm, overall mega fucking depressing

Pain. It has many uses. A reminder we are alive, a reminder something is wrong, for pleasure, for relief and that the ending is near.

Eddie stared down at his hands. Red. The brunette lifted his head up, looking at the dead eyes in the mirror. Blood shot, wet yet somehow dry. His tears had long since stopped and left a dull ache in his head behind. He could hear the drops of blood against the sink causing his eyes to flicker back down to his hands. A shiver ran down his spine and he leaned back looking at his legs; blood trickled down them dampening the hairs till they reached his feet.

The once lively metal head stepped back. He couldn't shake anymore. The trembling had left his body and now he just felt numb. He turned, walking towards the door. His feet peeled from the blooded floor. "Disgusting" he mumbled. "All of it" he walked out into the kitchen.

A park of half empty Malboro lay on the counter next to a nearly empty bottle of Jack Daniels. His mouth felt dry. He reached forward, callous fingers picking up a faded silver flip lighter. He brushed his thumb over it as his free hand picked up a cigarette. Blood dripped on to the counter. How did his body feel so damp yet so dry at the same time? "One for the road" he announced to the empty trailer.

The cigarette quickly stuck his chapped lips as he wrapped his lips around it. Eddie flipped open the lighter and leaned his lower back against the counter. A spark. A tiny flame that barely began to burn the end of a cancerous stick. He flipped the lighter to a closer, body swaying as he swung his arm to throw the lighter across the room. "I was never getting out of here" he spoke to whatever creeping soul was still trapped and cursed to wander the Earth. Perhaps he would be one of them; would he continue to feel lonely? Maybe. He would find out soon. "Since when has anyone as small as me left a shit hole like this? Who even believed we could? Not me, not fuckin' me"

Bony fingers gripped the neck of the bottle. It was still warm from the last time he had gripped it. He tilted his head back, toxic smoke escaping his nose as he breathed out. He pinched the cigarette between his lips and pulled it away from his colourless lips. It was quickly replaced by the bottle.

The bitter taste was welcoming. It wet his mouth just enough but he knew he wouldn't need to worry soon. He chugged it, living for a brief moment for the burn in his nose. He swallowed it, choking a little as he dropped the bottle. It didn't break. Remaining in one piece. Eddie couldn't help but chuckle. "At least one of stuck... shit... stuck together" he felt his stomach drop as his head fell forward. "Jesus Christ..." he blinked, eyes beginning to blur as a tiredness fell over his eyes like a heavy blanket. "I..."

Eddie Munson dropped to the floor without a second breath. Partly opened eyes stared towards the bottle. The cigarette rolled into a puddle with the glow quickly going out once it became drenched with deep red.

#i dont wanna be here anymore

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killmonk · 1 year

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been experiencing the horrors today (casual normalized no repercussions transphobia)

#i dont wanna be here anymore

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zenyuu · 1 year

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i give up i cannot study today

#hggghhghghg i feel horrible #i dont wanna be here anymore

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