You spend your whole life looking for answers because you think the next answer will change something. Maybe make you a little less miserable. You know that when you run out of questions you don't just run out of answers.YOU RUN OUT OF HOPE.

All I ever wanted was to feel at home,to feel content on the presence of the people I love most in this world,people I have returned from death cliff for and you,you took that from me.

And I will always hate you for that.

I don't want you to touch me or hug me.

I don't want the anger to take over me.

I wanna hide in this hatred my entire life.

I am destined to be in this darkness. There is no light for souls like me. We have to let ourselves believe that.

We cannot always live in this lie.

We can't let it fool us.

sorry
but
depression for me isn’t smudged mascara and crying into a boy’s chest and acting romantic and reckless,
it’s honestly...... just staring at the wall and not showering for days and not going out with friends and feeling so fucking disconnected from everything that i can barely breathe.
it’s not pretty. it doesn’t have to be pretty. FUCK YOU for trying to make a mental illness aesthetically pleasing, like it’s something i should be proud of.!!!!!!

• @regretletters •

Thankyou🖤🖤🖤

Love builds you coffins!