December 2009
320 posts
nostalgicdreams:
But the lows are so extreme That the good seems fucking cheap And it teases you for weeks in its absence
“I felt the world begin to peel off all my skin, and I felt the weight within...”
– Manchester Orchestra, Shake it Out (via grl-afraid)
depression is defeating me.
(via floatingintheblue)
“All in all, I’d say,
The world is strangling…
And the moon,
under its dark...”
– Anne Sexton, “As it was Written” (via acidfields) (via suicideunderground) (via milktrees) (via funeral)
I'm giving up food for the New Year.
floatingintheblue:(via thingsgohazy)
I don't belong to this family anymore.
suicideunderground:(via billiedoll)
THE TELL-TALE HEART by Edgar Allan Poe
funeral:hellovagina:
TRUE! —nervous —very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses —not destroyed —not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily —how calmly I can tell you...
“Something makes me hate everything. Everything.”
– Cassie (via fuckyeahcassieainsworth) (via daydreamsanddoodles) (via nostalgicdreams)
