Sentence starter: Melancholy edition.
âHow can I feel lonely and want to be alone at the same time?â
âThere is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts.â
"I can hardly speak, I can't find my words."
"I'm just really lonely."
"Existing has been kind of hard lately."
"Are you in pain? I'm always in pain."
âI feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference.â
"I try not to think of anything sad."
âSometimes I wish I wasnât as conscious as I am. It would be so much easier.â
âAnger was better than tears , better than grief, better than guilt.â
"I'm never really happy... Only distracted."
âYou keep a lot to yourself because itâs difficult to find people who understand.â
âSome days I feel like I am an impossible person to loveâ
"I feel like I'm falling apart from had to toe."
âFrom my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.â
"Beauty is terror, we quiver before it."
"Just what have I been doing for the past few years?"
"I'm not needed by anyone and I don't have any goals in my life."
"We're all, without expections... lonely."
âThe human heart is a dark forest.â
âMaybe you have to know the darkness before you can appreciate the light.â
"Hope was a dangerous, disquieting thing but I thought that perhaps I liked it."
"I'm so stressed I'll just lay down for a second..."
"I can't liv on like this."
"I couldn't do anything else, so I pretended to be really happy."
"I was always frightened of getting hurt so in order to protect myself I ran away from everything."
âYou, of all people, deserve a happy ending. Despite everything that happened to you, you arenât bitter. You arenât cold. Youâve just retreated a little and been shy, and thatâs okay.â
"All this time I've been so hollow inside."
"I have nothing left to give."
âI was born with a knife in one hand and a wound in the other.â
âI used to imagine adventures for myself, I invented a life, so that I could at least exist somehow.â
"âŠbecause no matter what I do, that big dark hole is always going to be there, right in the middle of my chest.â
"I almost feels like being dead."
âSome people stay broken. Some pick up the pieces and put them back together with all the sharp edges showing.â
âWhat if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.â
"I'm getting older but I'm getting emptier inside."
Overthinking is just a painful reminder that you care way too much, even when you shouldnât.â
âWhat will it take to keep it together?â
âMy imagination tells lies, too.â
âHow rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.â
âI make dark things beautiful and beautiful things dark.â
"Because I understand all the ways of trying to escape, how sometimes you escape one prison only to find youâve build yourself a different one.â
âThe most painful scars, are not the visible ones. They are the ones that are hidden deep within a soul.â
âYou must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame. How could you become new if you havenât first become ashes?â
"If I die, I die on my own terms."
"I was quiet but I was not blind."
"My peace of mind was never yours to take."
âThat darkness was pure, perfect, thoughtless, visionless; that darkness was without end, without borders; that darkness was the infinite we each carry within us.â
"One day, I woke up very sad for no reason I could think of. And it never went away. And it never went away..."
âI am made of untamable demons and unfillable voids.â
"This life was not made for me."
âPeople donât always get what they deserve in this world.â
"Nothing matters anymore."
âI wonder, if you removed my skin and bones, and could see only my soul, how battered, bruised and broken it would be. I wonder if then, youâd be able to see how much my heart is bleeding.â
"Nobody asked me if I was okay."
"My sadness was never beautiful, it was swallowing 36 pills and laughing like I was fine.â
âYou could push me off a cliff and Iâd still be glad I followed you to the ends of the earthâŠâ
âAll these scars, from the war against ourselvesâ
"Have you ever felt despair? Absolute hopelessness? Have you ever stood in the darkness and known, deep in your heart, in your spirit, that it was never, ever going to get better? That something had been lost, forever, and that it wasn't coming back?"
"It's hard to shake off something that's already under your skin."
"Every face wears a mask."
"Violence was all. The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went.â