Sometimes, I feel like disappearing. Leaving it all behind and never looking back. Sometimes, I wish I had never told them my name, never expected them to care. Sometimes, I wish I could take it all back, lead a normal life and just blend in with everyone. Sometimes, I want to sit in the back of my closet and release everything that’s been building up inside with my razor, feel the blood trickle down my wrist and pass out with another bottle of vodka. But then I listen to her voice, her begging, and I force myself to keep it moving. Sometimes, I just wish I could stay long enough for her. Sometimes, I just want to feel her love, and sometimes I wish I could be as strong as she.
tumblr users: hey staff can u fix the video player
tumblr users: how about a proper block feature
tumblr users: literally anything helpful or useful
staff: sure thing
staff: makes red icons slightly more orange