I sometimes stare at my pictures and wander why i was laughing , was it from my heart, was i really laughing or was it for the picture? My eyes don't speak anything , they are immobile on the lens of the camera and i stare at them too much , at my teeth and will delete it cause it creeps me out , it is like am looking a stranger and why would i have a strangers picture

Loving you is a losing game.

The only thing that they see in you is laziness, boredom, grumbling and fatigue, no one sees your diligence, your wars, your desperate attempts to reach, and they look at you in astonishment.

How can I describe it to you if you don't see it? It is a form not just a feeling, look at my face pallor, pay attention to my lethargy, to my slow walk, to my eyes, my isolation, listen to my silence, look at my calmness, read what I write and you will know what cushioning my ribs.

Why do I keep feeding my depression? I don’t know why I constantly push my self to the point that self pity makes everything, even the pain feel better?

It doesn't get better you just learn to live with the pain.

Eyes red I know you have been crying and I know sometimes you feel like dying.

Sadness has it's own kind of silence,a room where it's hard to breathe.
-sea orphan

What makes you think I am so special🖤

+ My whole life I never felt like I was real or like I truly existed. I used to think that maybe I was just somebody else's figment of imagination...

- A figment of imagination that has somehow become self-aware?......
Maybe you're my figment of imagination. 'Cause like you're the only person I can truly be myself around.... and maybe that's because you're just in my head...

I am a horrible person. I think about dying since I was 12. It soothes me when I can't sleep. When I am anxious I think about dying and then I can fall asleep.

Crazy how i looked for rainbows in the blood running down my wrist

👆👆👆says it all❤️❤️❤️