desolated

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Joined: May 25, 2015
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Birthday: June 9
user id: 391377
Gender: F
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you opiate this hazy head of mine

I'm Ella, I'm sixteen, I enjoy koolaid also I'm a loser who watches too much tv and worships the ground that matty healy walks on 
 

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We were all out of road, and I knew 
she could tell, 'cause she leaned across 
MY LAP AND BUCKLED MY BELT, AND KISSED ME ON THE 
cheek and said, "thanks for the 
HELP, AND HOLD ON BOY." WELL SHE YANKED AT THE
wheel and I held my breath, we flipped so many times we should have been dead 

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I'vnevebeen the kind to ever let my feelings show
AND  I  THOUGHT  THAT  BEING  STRONG 
meant  never  losing  your  self  control
but I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
o  l   y  e
LET IT FALL LIKE RAIN FROM MY EYES
           

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Swhamadyou think you could taklife
and just pusitpusit around?
GUESS      TO BUILD YOURSELF UP SO HIGH
yohattakheanbreahedown.
 

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Started crying whilwasleeping
WAKING UP AND REACHING OUT TO A BED
aemptas the hearinsidmy chest.
 

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Shwacrying oumy name
STANDING IN THE DRIVEWAY
little bare feet wearinhecottodress imway
I still see the rain chasing tears down her face.
 
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As if depression is something that can be remedied by any of the contents found in a first aid kit. 





Maybe I'm a little sad. Sometimes it's too hard to smile. Sometimes there's nothing to smile about. What do you do when everyone is moving and you just can't? I'm stuck. I don't know what to do. I never know what to do. And you know what? I don't think I'll ever know what to do. Sometimes it's just easier to hide under my covers and ignore everyone. You know, sometimes I even ignore myself. Did you know that was possible? Because it is. It's one of my talents. Ignoring myself. Maybe I am a little more than just 'sad.' 
anonymous


"I'm in love with you," he whispered, searching my eyes. He looked very pale and very scared, and a little...hopeful.
 


it’s the kind of morning when i’m thinking in run-on sentences
thinking in line breaks
because the sun is asleep
and my bathroom floor is a block of ice.
i chewed my tongue in my sleep
my toothpaste is acid in the wounds
i think it’s my brain trying to get me to stop talking about you.

once i carried my life on my back for four days
my muscles separated from my bones
my feet bled
the skin peeled off my face but
i wasn’t thinking of you.
i won’t wear mascara today.
it would adorn my cheeks by noon
— L.A.G.



"I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. You hurt yourself on the outside just to try to kill the things on the inside."