Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
strongwallsshakebutnevercollapse:
every-fucking-day
exactly
My fucking life..
(Source: cool-kids-cant-die)
mom: why are you crying alone in your room
Mom: What's wrong?
My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
My mind: I haven't been eating that much and I'm hungry all the time.
My mind: I feel like no one cares bout me.
My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
Trust.
It’s bad enough when friends or a boyfriend/girlfriend breaks your trust, but what happens when a parent breaks your trust? I mean they are the people that have taken care of you, your whole life, so when one of them hurt you what happens.
My dad has been a selfish bastard for the past few months, and tonight in front of his parents and sister & brother-in-law he fought against me on something that a couple days ago he told me I was right. He left me in the woods by myself for two and a half hours, I walked for an hour and I was cold and scared to death. It’s his fault, he left me and I got lost, but tonight he blamed it on me in front of his side of the family. Now me and my mom are going to my grandparents (her parents) for a few days, I’m actually hoping for my mom to kick him out when we get back. It seems like if he wasn’t around I would get better much faster.
I was getting better before he fucking went and pulled that shit.
One of the scariest feelings in life is when you realize you aren’t afraid to die. You don’t look when you cross the road anymore. When you take pills you take however many come out. You’re not afraid when you hear those creepy creaking noises in your house anymore, because you hope they’ll get you. You seek out dangerous things, because you want to die. You stop caring about yourself, totally and completely. Nothing about you matters anymore, and at some point you look at yourself and become scared of yourself. Because you’re a monster, one who only hurts itself. And that’s scary.
(Source: a-doxographic)
(Source: m-y-t-h-o-l-o-g-y)
