Some people smoke,
others drink, and others fall in love,
each one dies from a different way.
I’m losing the motivation to do even the simplest tasks; washing my already re-worn clothes, picking up my phone to answer it, even going down stairs is becoming a chore. All I want to do is sleep forever
I’m becoming more silent these days. I’m speaking less and less in public. But my eyes, god damn, my eyes see everything.
When I love you,
I really fucking love you.
There are no in betweens.
I don’t know what grey is.
My love is black and white.
Have you ever watched someone kill themselves? Not literally, like with a gun or a rope. Have you ever witnessed someone destroy themselves, sink, sink, sink down…? Have you ever felt so helpless because you’d do anything to help them, to fix their situation. To be their hero? But you know nothing you say can do anything, all you can do is love and hope that love is enough. I wish love was always enough. Sometimes it is.
Don’t do this to me tumblr.
I was going to reblog this earlier but I waited so that it could be my 10000th post cos it’s the saddest and most beautiful thing I’ve ever read, absolutely amazing..
so much chills
this is one of those rare text posts that really changes my perspective
i have tears in my eyes
I feel like I got punched in the gut