My Dark Abyss

My heart breaks with every stroke of the blade; blood trickling down my wrists, down my thighs, down my ankles. The tears don't stop, they keep rolling down my cheek with every thought of you. Why can't I stop? Why can't I just accept that I'm worthless and weak? I can't do anything right; I can't keep these thoughts away, I can't keep the demons out, instead I feel as if I invite them to stay. I try to take control but I really just destroy myself more. With every new day, I become more and more torn up inside and the pain is becoming unbearable.

~1.2k Demons~

Don't give up, I'm here for you

Kik - satans_tears

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I hope when you die you get to see your stats like how many times you laughed or told a lie or kissed or how many people loved you and how many people hated you and what you meant to people

(via infinitely-invisible)

I dyed my hair black and I befriended a black kitten. What do you think of my new hair and new friend?