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Literally the only reason I still have tumblr is because of how much of a piece of shit I am.

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I hate getting a huge wave of depression everytime I see something wholesome online.
I always see my friends and the great relationships they have with their significant others. It makes me so happy for them but at the same time it kills me a little bit knowing that I don't have that and most likely wont ever. I wish I could be happy for them without this feeling of sadness.
I am going to fall short in all of my biggest goals 😊
I hate this feeling
I'm not like normal people
I'm lacking in some way and I'm not sure how
I feel like when people talk about me to other people it's only in passing
Like "yea he's pretty cool" and on with the conversation
Nothing special
I'm easily forgettable
Yet I know people do care and would be upset if they knew anything had happened to me
And I hate upsetting people
Lately I've been wishing people would just forget about me so I could disappear
Forever
I'll never be more than almost enough

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My lyrics get pretty dark sometimes
where does it end?
plagued by endless torment
forced to endure the suffering or end it all
building your mind
simply for it to be drawn and quartered
until it eventually gives and you've been torn at the seams
who has the answer?
what is the cure?
how much more of this pain must I endure?
the lows hit so hard
and the highs barely peak
before they're brought down like planes
crashing at my feet
optimism feels forced
when it once ruled my existence
which part of me is right?
which part has my demons?
now they're all wearing masks
and they're pulling on my feelings
I don't even know who I am
or how I'm still breathing
deer in the headlights
stuck in the mud
just waiting out my inevitable demise
there is nothing but darkness
all is calm in the end
no more burden of consciousness
no longer distraught by my own inconsistencies clouding my sense of self value
death is bitter sweet
but it's the best solution
to a mind that's been beaten
by the tides of the ocean
it's been withered away
nothing left but it's core
I wish I could live inside a nug

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Cut my brain into hemispheres I want to smash my face until it’s nothing but ears
Other people are not medicine.
Something I still haven’t learned (via blutwunden)

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11.14.93 - New York Coliseum, New York, NY
So I tried to write a song in a pop punk kind of style
"falling way too hard"
broken record
I lose my temper
I played that record every day
made my life all black and gray
reaching for the stars
falling short and hard
I never got that far
and I always end up at the bar
it always feels the same
I guess I'll try and change my ways
(chorus)
this one's different
some inconsistency
and maybe she's
just the perfect one for
me
I'm so nervous
I'm shaking at the knees
turns out she just wants to
rip out all my seams
(verse 2)
No hesitation
I jump in head first
I know I'll probably break my neck
but the feelings stronger in my chest
for once it's not the same
I dont feel insane
this one's finally right
I've finally had the perfect night
is this what love feels like
i think I've actually found my sight
(to chorus)
(bridge)
I hate the taste of liquor
I hate the thought of you more
I've never felt this feeling
I've never felt so sore
I tried to fight my feelings
but I feel so insecure
I opened up my life to you
but you shut the god damn door
(back to chorus)
I stitched myself up
pulled myself together
I won't let my life
depend on the weather
I know I'll feel content
with the greatest girl I've ever met
but I hope the feelings strong
cause I know I'll end up falling way too hard.