For any of you that care, this is the end for me, I will never be good enough, so accept this as what I really want and it won’t be hard to get past. I’m tired of your lies and everyone will be happier this way in the long run. In the words of the great Jesse Lacey, “die young and save yourself”. Thanks for the advice Jesse.
I’m alone again, oh gee what a surprise there.
Depressive episodes really creep up on me at the weirdest times, I had a great night with my girlfriend and all the bys. But now I can’t think which bridge Is closest for me to jump off? The voices in my head are not my own, and that scares me, not because I don’t want to hurt myself, because I can honestly say I’d die happy, but I could never put the one person that I TRUELY love through something like that. I love her dearly, and I live for her smile, and the thought of waiting to see her in just a while is honestly a huge part of why i am still alive.
Conversation is like a drug itself it seems.
(Source: formerlybickle, via i-think-we-should-sex)
(Source: flightless, via i-think-we-should-sex)