you hurt me more than you help me but donât ask me why i stay
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you hurt me more than you help me but donât ask me why i stay

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hazyaffection // WELL I STILL BLEED OCCASIONALLY
whiskey angel // 31.8.16
RULE #1 Never cry. Why ruin your makeup or soak your brand new coat? Just keep it in or transform your sadness into anger. Anger is much more appealing than weakness. RULE #2 Always chew gum. Blow bubbles, pop it in annoyance, chew it until it grows stringy and thin between your molars. Keep your mouth busy. That way you canât say anything you donât mean. RULE #3 Bite your lip, not only will it attract the attention of the boy who holds his cup way too tight to have any idea what heâs doing with it, but itâll also split open and your blood will act as a natural lip stain. RULE #4 Soak your homework in orange juice and force it down your throat. Gulp it down, donât you dare heave it up. Fill up your stomach with the paper and hope to god youâll pass chemistry. Who knows, maybe trees will sprout and youâll finally be able to take in oxygen. Itâs the breakfast of champions. RULE #5 Problems arenât problems until you acknowledge that you have problems. So what if you drink a little too much on a school night? Who cares if you stand too long at the edge of the look-out point? Just flash them a smile, hike up your dress, laugh a little higher. Itâs not running away from the issue if the issue doesnât exist, right? RULE #6 Lock your closet, skeletons are only meant to be seen in your health class. RULE #7 Shatter your mirror, pick up a piece and hold it at arms length. There, now you can control what reflects back at you. Besides, it makes since to look at the individual parts of yourself, youâve never been whole. RULE #8 Stand up straight, donât bow your head. Blue blood may not run through your veins but, unless it spills, no one has to know. RULE #9 Remember that youâre a forest fire. You have poison underneath your finger nails. You are a wild thing, and wild things can not be tamed. RULE #10 If you canât be guaranteed heaven then give them hell.
MY TEARS ARE MADE OF ROSE WATER AND GASOLINE; TAKE A SHOT AND FEEL IT BURN // k.m.
Hey guys Iâm trying to start a small self-care business that makes candles, bath bombs, face masks, etc., so that I can donate a portion of my profits to the National Alliance on Mental Health. I am really passionate about mental health, because I grew up with people very close to me that I had to see struggle due to their mental issues. I witnessed them struggling to stay sane because they didn't have an outlet to be truly vulnerable with how they were feeling. I think many of us have experienced mental health issues or know someone who has so I am asking you to donate for that person. I am asking you to donate because we all know what itâs like to feel like we have to deal with everything alone, because of the stigmas that are related to depression and other mental health issues. I am asking you to donate so another kid never has to feel as alone and isolated as you did that time you were shedding tears no one would ever know about. Many of us reblog post saying we care about those who are going through something, but never actually do anything. I know this may not match your theme, but I challenge you to share this and if you can donate! A dollar can make a difference or a reblog.

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1. I always carry a lighter with me because the thought of waking up to an empty bed makes me want to light myself on fire maybe youâll see our house up in flames in your rearview mirror maybe Iâll just become an empty memory 2. Itâs kind of funny that when I asked you to take off the safety you unintentionally handed me a loaded pistol and now Iâm just waiting for you to tell me when to pull the trigger  3. I always carry a lighter with me just incase you disappear but youâll disappear anyways and youâll take my lighters with you so you donât have to live with the guilt of inadvertently destroying me 4. I think that once I realize the lack of permanence in everything I will finally be happy but it's the temporary things that scare me Itâs the temporary that will bury my charred body in the rubble of a house that once promised permanence
4 lighters, no cigarettesÂ
It feels like my past is constantly your preset Promise compassion Deliver thorns Lie about your intentions Insist they are pure I promise I wonât believe you But Iâll probably forgive you anyway
When second chances turn into tenth chances
the reason I went to that one party last year
I wanted to talk when I was drunk and you were high. And I thought maybe I wasnât only going to the party and sipping 40% for those few moments of conversation, but the second I soaked my shoe with poured out coke and filled the empty can with vodka instead I knew I had a million reasons for needing to drink despite having to drive home and three fourths had to do with you.
You nursed two coronas and an ounce between us while I swallowed 70 proof but minutes felt like hours and I just wanted to know you when there was a chance we both wouldnât remember it. We never got a moment alone and I never asked for one but I just wanted to ask why youâd never let yourself feel anything. Because you exist in such pale shades but I know youâre so vibrant underneath and I just wondered if youâd ever exist in color. Because I knew you in pigments undiluted and you painted prettier when you had nothing to prove and nothing to hide.
And even between rolled down windows and âtext me when youâre homeâ I still couldnât find the words to tell you your honest self was art in shades before unseen more beautiful than any attempt at dilution or alteration.
You probably think nobody notices. You might not even notice yourself.
â I hope you know youâre my favorite color