Instead Of Telling Someone How I Feel, I Sit On Tumblr And Post About It.

One day this will kill me and I can't wait for that day to come.

Stop the voices

It's not just other people we need to forgive. We need to forgive ourselves.

Am I really that bad

You say I'm worthless

That's what makes me sad

And I think you're right

You're soo great

You want me to be like you

But I know, I'm just a brat

I can never be like you

Cause I'm me and you're you

Not even a day goes without a fight

You don't even know the shit you say

Makes me wanna explode like a dynamite

That is what makes my mind and heart shut tight

I just wanna cry

And want you to comfort me

But you don't even seem to try

You just let it be

You always make me sad

Only because you're mad

But I guess, I'm really that bad.

Everyone forgets about me, I feel so replaceable. 

If I died today, nobody would notice…

“Trust me when I tell you: The most beautiful eyes have cried the most. The happiest smile was sad all along. & the coldest person felt the most.”

— The Poetic Boy

"The thoughts are slowly winning and I'm scared of what I might do once it does."

— something your suicidal friend would never admit to you