I worried about not remembering,not remembering all the moments,all of the places.

I missed seeing something more important...seeing finch. I missed that he was in pain. I missed that he was teaching me all along how to move on.finch was a dreamer. He dreamt while he was awake. He dreamt of all the beauty in the world and made it come to life.🖤🖤🖤
-All the bright places-

It is sad how you have to keep yourself busy to not feel the pain.

Where do you go when you disappear?

Darkness makes me feel in control...

Maybe I am weak after all cause it seemed like everyone was good at hiding whatever it is that made them sick...they may be hiding in the loudness of the world or in their hatred... in their laughs in their screams or just in their days....they didnt get consumed in it...they rolled with it....cause maybe after all maybe my weakness had gotten too immersed in me and taken over my whole self...my weak blood won me over and i was just torpid silly mortal too weak to feel...too week to fight ...too dull to bring light..too feeble to to exhale...to breath...to live.too numb to feel.

This darkness we hold in ourselves scares people off.

Have you ever wanted to breakdown and go complete maniac but had to hold on to the act of being a normal person....ever wanted to cry but looked up to the sky and ignored the tear...wanted to shout but pressed each sound into your body and feel the pain that it creates in your chest...I have always done that...always was good at concealing the hurt like I am one strong human being ...I have come to know that I am not...cutting won't make me strong..crying wont make me pass another day.no thought of being loved by another crossed my mind....this is my finding...what is gonna help me now that I have no pill left to swallow????
Yeab T

This anger I feel It takes over me...I wish death upon your name. I wish you feel each pain that caused my tears.And for every bit of tear I hope you feel much worse ache. I wish crows feed over your dead body.

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I felt something today in my chest .ever since i woke up something has been troubling me...stealing breath from my lungs...filling my eyes with water...experiences from my childhood kept visiting me.they kept making me go nuts by screaming the truth I deny myself everytime...that I was lonely from the beginning of my time.i reminisced of the times I did everything by myself.how alone I felt on days without understanding how I have felt and I made it clear to myself that if one day I am going to heal beyond all odds ...beyond every law in nature....beyond EVERYTHING.i know I have to go back in time and walk myself to school...feed my own self...wipe my own tears...play with myself on the playground...pour water on my body...cleanse my sins....rub my skin so damn well and remove the dirt I feel within me....talk back to the stranger that spat on me reminding me the disgust I feel in me...kiss my slayed wrists...slayed heart...and say to myself "i heal you.""The love you seek in stranger's eyes was within you after all"......"The broken ones don't know how to find their home because they search for it on the outside when they should have looked into themselves." Maybe in the rarest case I will say that to myself....
-Yeab T🌊-

Each breath I take I say
"I am alive still and isn't that more than what I am supposed to be"
-Desireè Dallagiacomo-

Tomorrow mighy be sad as well

God is found in the crack of my broken heart.

Time has changed nothing.Ameliè still takes refuge in solitude.

It is ok to get lost as long as you find your way back.