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I'm 26 now and still alive
how did this happen
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I fucking hate my life so much there are no words to describe how much I hate my life.
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Why don't other people find life as hard as I do? I think about death everyday. I'm so overwhelmed. Everything is sooo hard. I don't know if I really want to die or if I just can't live. I want someone or something to strip me of all my responsibilities, all the pressure. If that is death then so be it.
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In another universe, you stayed.
— In this one, you didn’t and it ruined me.
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Side Effect of Suicide
People fail to realize that suicide has never been about dying. It's never been about waiting for your breaths to slow, for your heart to stop, for your limbs to still, for your eyes to dull.
Suicide has always been about freedom. It's about crying, and screaming, and kicking, and clawing, and endlessly searching for any escape from the merciless battle inside your mind. Inside your soul.
It's about fighting so hard, and for so long, that you're backed into a corner. Backed up against the edge of the cliff. Of the vast, empty void.
It's about finally reaching your limit and losing the strength to keep pushing and pushing onward. It's about finding the only chance to rest. Even if that means you never wake back up.
Death was always just a side effect of suicide, not the goal.
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i don’t think that’s fair that people after suicide are meant to go to hell
i mean, how cruel you have to be to put person in hell twice?
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Why don't other people find life as hard as I do? I think about death everyday. I'm so overwhelmed. Everything is sooo hard. I don't know if I really want to die or if I just can't live. I want someone or something to strip me of all my responsibilities, all the pressure. If that is death then so be it.
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It may get better but it never goes away.
It'll always be this way.
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{I’m going to survive, and one day I will live.}
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Such a waste of life. Such a waste of youth. Such a waste of beauty.
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Thoughts of a Restless Mind # 03: I am always running, forever homesick for a place that doesn't exist.
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“You don’t have to have it all figured out to move forwards.”
— Unknown
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