I tell my love, stories
And I tell of my love
until there’s nothing left
Have no regrets
Just give
Give even if there are no smiles
Give even if you feel this bad?
Give even if your best’s not the best
Give even if you hate yourself
Give to those you love
Give to what
To distractions?
When are you going to run out
When is the break down gonna finally break
When will you be safe finally from yourself
Break down, katie
Or keep it all together
Compose, keep, stay
Break, fall apart, leave
Cry without fear
to giving up
I’m not cut out for this
I’m not cut out for this
I just wanna leave now
I hate these eyes watching me
Judging me
Defining me
I’m ready to exit
So scared I’ll actually fall next time
So want to have everything fucked up
Fuck these normal politeness and smiles
Would I get a second chance though? Would I want one?
Fucking hate myself
It’s been 1.5 years? It’s been 1.5 years. It’s been 1.5 years…
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