A Broken Soul Tattered and Destroyed

The funny thing is, its never been my fault. But I get hurt every time.

My mind is playing tricks on me and my stomach is in knots. No amount of alcohol seems to numb my mind.

delicatepoetry:

old writing of mine makes me cringe haha

delicatepoetry:

old writing of mine makes me cringe haha

boys-and-suicide:

Will I ever be?

boys-and-suicide:

Will I ever be?

bleedto-death:

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