If I ever tell you about my past, it’s never bc I want you to feel sorry for me, but so you can understand why I am who i am
I think one if the saddest things is when you don't want anything anymore. You're not in despair, you know you're not alone, you know it can get better, but you dont want any of it. You're just tired of living. I'm not sure if anyone can really help at that point.
“I’m not too gone to be healed, am I? I’m not too gone am I?”
—Alice Notley, from; “In The Pines,”
—Alice Notley, from; “In The Pines,”
one day i'll wake up with the sun and i won't feel the heaviness that used to break my ribs with each breath.
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بر خلاف تصورشون من قلب داشتم؛ قلبم پر بود از مرثیه هایی که کسی برای شنیدنشون به کلیسا نیومد و هیچکس روی تابوت ها گل ارکیده نذاشت،تابوت هایی که پر بود از اجساد پوسیده ی کلماتی که فریاد نزدم
if you listen carefully you'll hear the ghosts under your bed laughing at the false hope you've been feeding your soul.