I Crave The Side Of You That You Dont Show To Anyone Else.
I crave the side of you that you don’t show to anyone else.
(via teenagecrush)
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Loving you was the best mistake in my life...
there are days where i’d rather be numb than feel anything at all. i live in an inescapable mass of mixed emotions with voices that whisper terrible things. there are days i wish i could make it all go away and be happy again, not just happy every blue moon. and there are days, like today, that is completely dark and i wish for nothing but a bottle and a cigarette. i’ve began to recognize some of these feelings are more harmful than an actual person. some are bathed in recklessness and passion, while others are madness and danger. and there are those that is like a match to gasoline, ignite and all things go to hell. sleep... it’s my escape these days but now even that is becoming tainted. my nightmares are slowly coming back, the last one more horrid than the other. its like all my demons in my head come out to play. they try to create the most horrible thing they could find and place it in my safe place. it’s rather tiring of constantly waking to fear at 3 am then being swamped by shitty emotions. idk... maybe one day it’ll all cease. maybe one day it’ll be actually okay like all these people say. and maybe sunshine will come after the rain. but fuck if i know, i haven’t seen that yet.
-s.g ‘17