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Everyday is a fight when I’m sitting here calm but the battle is in my mind, the decision is mine… but how when I can’t even decide. “Everything gets better” yeah right, that’s why I observe and stay silent though you’re all offering advice when I don’t want it, I’d rather just write when everything’s gone dark and I’ll be ok, just not tonight so I’ll haunt your dreams every single night, make sure you toss and turn and never see the light, it’s a perfect storm, the one you created so before you point fingers you should have thought twice.

love:
“by Petros Giannakouris
”
I see every little tell
Every look and every breath
I feel far from out of tune
Out of touch with higher good
So suck it back, postulate
Drink it in, suffocate
I am the one you love to hate
So if this is it, then...

love:

by Petros Giannakouris

I see every little tell

Every look and every breath

I feel far from out of tune

Out of touch with higher good

So suck it back, postulate

Drink it in, suffocate

I am the one you love to hate

So if this is it, then celebrate

(via praying)

sleep, I’m not with you even if you have the time, tonight I’ve slept but it wasn’t that deep, unspoken emotions streaming from my eyes, keep moving forward when I’m weak, is this what it feels like loving you for a lifetime???

sleep, I’m not with you even if you have the time, tonight I’ve slept but it wasn’t that deep, unspoken emotions streaming from my eyes, keep moving forward when I’m weak, is this what it feels like loving you for a lifetime???

(via hemoglobin)

demonevil:

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Feeling blue while everyone just stares knowing it’s nothing new, poker face at all times, guess I surpassed all of you cos well, energy is a virtue, looks like you’re missing out but this conversation we’re having is long overdue.

Anonymous asked:

The only way you could look any better, is if you were under me.

I’ve been outta sight, I’ve been worried bout you lately….. running out of time, wishing you would come and save me…🖤

depressivesuicidalwench:

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Breathing air so why does it feel like I’m choking, you keep talking, now it’s your words that I’m soaked in. You want me to act like a victim and you’re the one that’s perfect, keep talking, I’m not listening, so keep provoking ☔️


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