February 2012
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I’m just a little bird, and you’ve kept me in this cage for too long.
Please leave me be.
Just let me roam.
Let me be free.
Give me the freedom that I crave to stay alive.
My wings are fractured, and my beak is sewn shut.
They’re cracking, I feel it.
And soon they’ll diminish.
And then, you’ll find me, at the bottom of my cage,
Cold, pale, and stiff.
And...
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I hate these new razors.
They’re good, they’re sharp.
But they’re too sharp.
They require no pressure, and I liked pressure.
They need no effort, but I liked having to try.
They’re too quick, and they bring no pain.
But I need pain.
I don’t feel like I’m doing it to myself anymore.
I can’t feel it.
It’s someone else.
we're nothing but self destructive teenagers.
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If you want to destroy me so badly, you might as...
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I cling to you because you keep me alive.
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making breakfast at night time because i'm just...
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dustland-reality:
I noticed that I’m drawn to guys that treat me like complete shit.
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I miss being thin.
My hip bones.
The space between my thighs.
I miss my collarbones.
My ribs.
I miss being dizzy.
I miss feeling weightless.
Being lifted and carried away on really windy days.
I miss how easily my skin used to tear.
The pallor in my face, and the grayness in my eyes.
I wish I hadn’t gotten better,
because better only feels like a new taste of worse.
who the fuck is one direction
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