Words from the broken
let me tell you a story about drug abuse
its all about the life i choose
and the coping mechanisms i use
i cope because behind my eyelids are islands of violence
full of suicidal kamikaze piolets
and i’m brainwashed by the mindless quietness
i’m stuck using this for a lifeless guidance
the heroine finds the hero in
the the crack gives my head a big smack
and the meth realizes my death
but regardless, sometimes to stay alive you have to kill mind
My best friend k.c. (via ibetyoushebangslikeafairyonacid)
satisfaction-devotion-calabria:

..to keep you off my mind. on We Heart It.

satisfaction-devotion-calabria:

..to keep you off my mind. on We Heart It.

I want to get wasted,
Even though I know that won’t make you leave my mind.
I want to inject my veins with drugs,
Even though I know that won’t make you leave my mind.
I want to slit my wrists,
Even though I know that won’t make you leave my mind.
I want to swallow pills,
Even though I know that won’t make you leave my mind.
I guess I’m just too in love with you, but I wish I wasn’t (via hav3-you-3v3r-b33n)

Death stole you
I want you back
I loved you more than drugs
But the drugs never left me
They never left me like you did

atommgumma:

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Who needs reasons when you got heroin

atommgumma:

http://atommgumma.tumblr.com/

Who needs reasons when you got heroin

i hate you.
no seriously.
i really fucking hate you.
i wish i could rail a line thicker than your dense personality
so maybe i can get all of the shit you caused out of my head.
i hate you.
you make me want to bring this addiction back
and it’s not like i didn’t already miss the drugs.
fuck you.
you took from me.
you stole from me.
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i can’t say it enough how much i despise your very existence.
and for fucks sake if you read this don’t you dare romanticize this.
this is not about lost love or any of that bullshit.
it’s called slam poetry for a reason.
because i wish i could slam your face into a brick wall.
i wish i had enough
cigarettes
cocaine
molly
acid
heroin
ketamine
weed
oxy
pain killers
to get rid of you forever.
fucking give me crystal meth if that’s what it takes
to get you out of my head.
it’s not like i already wasn’t going through hell.
give me drugs.
give me drugs.
give me drugs.
i can’t breathe.
GODDAMNIT
i hate you.
i’m getting bad again. my hands are shaking. ibetyoushebangslikeafairyonacid (via ibetyoushebangslikeafairyonacid)

I just don’t want to feel anymore
Take me back to the drugs

It’s not my addictions that are killing me… It’s what led me to my addictions that’s killing me…
The reason why I need to escape.
The reason why I need to be someone else for the night.
I don’t expect you to understand.
I don’t even expect you to stay.
Just please just don’t say it out loud.
I can’t take it.

Standing there among the hundreds of strangers around me.
Music pulsing through my skin into my veins.
I can feel the music.
I’m getting so lost in this music.
Eyes are closed now. All I see is black.
But I hear everything. I feel everything.
I feel every beat. Every pulse.
Why does it feel so good?
Why does it feel like I belong here?
Should it feel this good?
To feel so carefree…
And alive…
Amongst hundreds of strangers…
They feel the music too.
I can sense it.
We are all connected by it.
I am home. I am alive.
We are alive.

elation-success:

mydogsnokes:

i miss when i was like 12 and it would be the night before a big field trip or something and i couldnt go to sleep because i was so excited. i miss being so into a book that i would stay up past my bed time reading it. everything seems so bland or something idk. i’m only 19 and everything is so tiring. i miss wanting to be awake

this is the realist shit on this website

And now you’re gone…

And now you’re gone…

cheers-to-the-broken-hearted:

Waking up is so hard to do when you know you’re all alone in this world..

cheers-to-the-broken-hearted:

Waking up is so hard to do when you know you’re all alone in this world..

pierce-effect:

this is beautiful because it could mean anything. its like they have left you to finish off the sentence for yourself. it could be “let her know right now that she’s beautiful, that you love her, that you cheated, that your have cancer or that you are depressed, but there is one definite meaning to this and its: let her know right now before its too late, before you hurt her even more (if its bad), before its the wrong time and she doesn’t feel the same way (if its an emotion). that is why this is my absolute favourite picture on tumblr 


This is beautiful.

pierce-effect:

this is beautiful because it could mean anything. its like they have left you to finish off the sentence for yourself. it could be “let her know right now that she’s beautiful, that you love her, that you cheated, that your have cancer or that you are depressed, but there is one definite meaning to this and its: let her know right now before its too late, before you hurt her even more (if its bad), before its the wrong time and she doesn’t feel the same way (if its an emotion). that is why this is my absolute favourite picture on tumblr 

This is beautiful.

so-personal:

everything personal♡

Beyond true

so-personal:

everything personal♡

Beyond true