HappySuicidalMess

purplebuddhaquotes:

“You don’t know why you’re exhausted? You’re fighting a war inside your head every single day. If that’s not exhausting I don’t know what is.”

—

(via sadtastical)

love-diaries:

“l love you, but I hate you. I miss you, but I’m better off without you. I want you out of my life, but I never want to let you go.”

—

(via demons-in-my--head)

shodowche143:

scars-fade-memories-dont:

“Sometimes you’ll have a couple of good days. And then it hits you. Everything. It hurts to talk, to love, to be. Existing is so difficult at times but no one wants to hear that. No one wants to know about the days you spend crying or curled up in a corner somewhere or wishing you could be anywhere but here. We all have our ways of coping with it. We all have our very own acts of survival. Our ways of staying alive when we’re in too much pain to feel anything at all. I get it. This isn’t life anymore. This is just about getting through the day. I hope that one day it’ll be something more than that.”

— more than that // r.e.s (via thoughtsintorhymes)

(via mybrainisbroken)

traumasuggestion:

I’m allowed to be angry about what happened. I am allowed to be angry about what you did.

(via southover)

now-i-am-living:

“What really hurt me wasn’t what you did or what you said to me. It was that you saw me in this pain and you knew how it felt to me because you know me so well. And that you deliberately left me behind in this mess. I never thought someone I loved so much could hurt me so bad. But I’ve been wrong. I just thought I knew you, I guess. I really did.”

— Nils Brandstädter  | - excerpt from a letter I never sent (via poetry-and-lies)

(via now-i-am-living)

silverhavok:

obscure relative:

me:

(via damn-funny)

gosh:

“See I don’t know why, but I feel this need to tell you. To let you know, hoping somehow this will change things.”

— (via coral)

(via alyderp)