Family

Some say in the end family is the only thing we have left. 

What if family is the thing that leaves us with nothing?

· 3 weeks ago · 0

vintagelittleteacup:

california-studs:

fastenyourfuckingbelts:

polluteify:

im-simply-me:

1hey:

it hurt when I stumbled across her.
she was like broken glass all along the floor.
but it was beautiful and my curiosity got the best of me.
I remember looking at her and all I could see was pain.
she had this insane look of desperation; you could almost feel it.
and yet her eyes were still hollow; like the life had been sucked out of her.
I wanted to pick up her pieces.
I wanted to put her back together.
and so I tried. I really did.
I got a little cut along the way.
the more I tried to fix her the more fragile I became myself but I didn’t care.
I wanted to see her happy.
every time I made her laugh I thought about how I wanted to make her laugh forever.
she was getting better.
eventually she was put together enough to get up and walk away.
but she didn’t take me with her.
and I’ve been stuck sitting here where I first found her.
wondering if the pieces left on the floor are hers or mine.
I should probably get the fuck up.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL OHMYGOD

wow..

This actually fucking hurt to read.

THIS HURT SO MUCH TO READ

Oh my god, this is so heartbreaking yet so fucking beautiful to read. Just wow, I’m speechless.

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03.20.2014: One

It takes only one person one word to cause that one motion that will end everything.

· 5 months ago · 0

03.11.2014: No sleeve

The shallow cuts reflect the deep dark chasms that no bandaid or long sleeve can cover.

· 5 months ago · 5

02.22.2014: Seep

She breathed heavily as the anxiety
Anguish
Abject disparity
Seeped out of her skin.

· 6 months ago · 3

02.22.2014: Sadly

Friends come and go.
Family comes and goes.
Sadly, Im not sad.

· 6 months ago · 0

02.19.2014: the Forgotten Fear

It creeps in through your pores.
It seeps in the crevices.
It pumps through your veins.
And once it roots itself,
It gnaws away at you.
Every ounce of matter in you feels its demanding presence.
Your sweaty palms.
Your shortened breath.
Your quickened pulse.
Your straining vein.
Every part of you screams it.
Every part of you craves relief.
But only your heart knows.
There is none.

· 6 months ago · 4

02.17.2014: Leave

Why’d you leave me so early?

· 6 months ago · 1

02.11.2014: Subside

When the pain subsides
We’ll be able to see clearly
But until then
The cigarettes will continue burning a hole in my lungs
The pills in my stomach
The razors in my wrists
And your words in my heart.

· 6 months ago · 10
"There are poems
inside of you
that paper can’t
handle."


Y.Z   (via 691180)
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