I know that I'm forever condemned to thinking about suicide when I face any difficulties or sadness. This terrifies me. My basic principle is suicide. Never committed, Never will, but thinking about it senses my senses.
- Cesare Pavese

In love with this🖤🖤🖤👆🖤🖤🖤

Stolen from a subscriber's pro pic

"It's a dark place , " he started , " my head I mean." he clarified when his friend looked at him with a puzzled look.
" Sometimes , I feel like am jumping of a bridge and am waiting for my dark end , my death , but it never comes , yet I still see the water underneath , I keep hurling in the air but I never touch it . " he said.His friend shuddered at the thought.
" Can't someone pull you back up ? "
He shook his had ruefully.
" No.No one can except me."

"And I thought to myself...just for one moment I thought..."
"Why fight?"
"Why not just stop?"

"But you fought?"

"No,I didn't "

"The only reason I am here is because the ONES I LOVE DIDN'T GIVE UPON ME."🖤

I scream for so much help


but I use so much irony,so people usually think I'm joking

@depressdua_gete

I was born to be the other woman.

Who belonged to noone...who belonged to everyone.

Who had nothing...who wanted everything.

Drapetomania (n):
Desire to disappear and flee, whether due to or without flight from space and time, or escape from society and the soul.

We accept the love we think we deserve.

Others often find her in silence. She is so because she weaves in her head some special fantasies. She looks like someone contemplating the horizon, while living in her imagination a small moment of victory.

I have always wanted to touch the velvety clouds, to be caressed by the gentle breeze of my body, and for my imagination to take me to a world of limitlessness.