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The darkness is coming again.
I’ve been trying really hard to be better lately. The love you give is the love you receive. Or some bullshit like that. It’s only left me feeling lonely and undervalued. It’s made me overthink everything. It’s made me stressed and tired because at work I’m trying to carry other peoples burdens as my own. Make things easier for others so that i am appreciated or the energy finds its way back to me. It hasn’t worked. My attempts to save people from drowning only has their hands on my shoulders pushing me under while they fill their lungs. I feel unloved. I feel invisible. I can spend days where if I don’t reach out to people then I am left with only silence. Where I don’t hear another humans voice directed towards me for days on end. I won’t give up. But this is fucking hard.
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sickofrealism ~ “When Death Stared Back”
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© Toasting with Lucifer, by Lucas Garcete {via Instagram}
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