I think I’m secretly hoping some day I will damage myself so much or overdose one day that I will pass sweetly away in my sleep. Because not everything or much seems worth the fight. Nothing comes easy. Love takes time and then it’s gone forever. Dogs die before I’m ready for them to leave. Everything is very redundant. Courses. Car insurance. Bills. Washing my hair. Have I remembered it’s my shower day? Tears come rushing down my face and I don’t even feel them anymore. The only time I find solace from this harsh world is when I’m drunk or high. Or somewhere in between the two. I cut my skin just to feel that I’m alive and pop antidepressants just to hope to keep living but today none of this seems worth it.
Its just me. I'm me.
"Find your freedom in the music. Find your Jesus. Find your Kubrick."
do ur squats
eat ur vegetables
wear red lipstick
dont let boys be mean to u
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