disgusting

Wenn Schlaf zu deinem einzigen Wunsch wird, trägt dein Herz eine Last, die sich nicht erklären lässt und die niemand wirklich versteht.

i know i can be fucking awful. i’m impulsive, unstable, and cruel. i make everything worse, then have the audacity to wonder why i can’t stand myself.

how do i stop it 

being alive is exhausting

i’ll never be able to shake the urge to want to disappear

im rly just.. rly tired u know. just so tired

Sometimes (often) I feel like I live in a very different reality to others cause how can you be so ignorant, lack so much common sense, be so dense, so completely and utterly stupid and careless??

people dont really care what youre going through, they just hope youre okay enough to still come through when they need you 

i feel very helpless

no one can pull me out from this suffocating feeling of loneliness

i wonder what its like to not constantly feel a pain like this

im living a lie in a world not made for me, i either lie to the world or lie to myself 

and sometimes that sadness gets so deep in your heart, that you cant even cry

Why it feels sl overwhelming..like I can not breathe at all.

i hate how quickly my emotions become oceans. a small wave for someone else can feel like a drowning for me

i like it when the sky looks like the world is going to end