I’m sorry. Goodbye.

weight-of-being-thin:

Today is the day. I am wanting to throw it all away. Take away this dreadful pain. Leave a beautiful stain. I’ll give you my last breath I exchange for sweet tender death. I do not want to reach out no more. I’d like to lye on this cold floor. I want to stop feeling this dread and curl I’m my New shallow bed.

ended-dreams:

She’s not good enough.

sicklysatisfied:

Deadly on We Heart It
http://weheartit.com/entry/124140564/via/MajesticUnicorns

ended-dreams:

No one.

realityscrewslives:

You are dying in a prison of your own device ♫ | via Tumblr on We Heart It
http://weheartit.com/entry/122134513/via/FlickEastwood

book—quotes:

Jessica Warman, Between

riseagainstthemachine:

Yes. on We Heart It.

r3v3rs3suicide:

I like to write when I’m sad