lethargy

“oh how wrong we were to think that immortality meant never dying” for @casuallyexistentialcrisising Last night was awful. I didn’t mean to, but I did something horrible. Will she forgive me? Hopefully. Will I forgive myself? I honestly don’t know. I lean my head on the headboard, sighing as I trace my fingers lightly on her soft, lovely skin. I smile lightly at the sight of her sleeping. What an angel, I thought to myself. I watch her stomach go up and down and listen to her quiet breathing. I often ask myself, do I really deserve this gorgeous woman? It has been six hours since the fight and it’s almost 5:00am, and I still couldn’t sleep. I mean, how could I? After what I’ve done, I don’t think I deserve to rest.

"maybe I just wanna be yours"

low quality icons of awsten knight with fluffers [part1 of ?]

People say “promises are meant to be broken.” But aren’t they supposed to be kept?

I have written you a hundred thousand letters That you will probably never read And I have wrote these songs with sad and lonely lyrics But these are words you’ll probably never need

me: *sees a photo of luke*

i really really want to end up dating luke hemmings but

“still cry over my chemical romance” squad

Funny thing, you said you’d stay even if I warned you how things could change. But don’t you worry, I’m used to it. It’s just a scar, but like you, the blood never stays.

…And the feeling was like being in a war, and you got shot in the leg so you fall to the ground, and you couldn’t breathe, and your head is throbbing, and you heart is pounding, and everything is just really blurry… and you want to scream so badly, but you don’t because you’re scared the enemy might find you and they’d kill you, so you lay still and wait for someone to help you. And then when you thought they’d come and help, they’d stand in front of you, and you think they’re stretching out a hand but they’re not, and they’re actually aiming a gun at you, and then you realize that they’re the enemy and so they shoot you right in the chest, and you’re bleeding you’re bleeding you’re bleeding, and they’re laughing at you, and you cough out blood and you’re dying. You were going to scream, you want to fucking scream, but you don’t because you can’t because now you’re numb and you couldn’t feel anymore, and now you regret and then you die.